#but gotta cover for the timezones you know?

[alexthefly]

Take My Hand

This was supposed to be a @flashfictionfridayofficial , but I was a bit late and got my timezones mixed up, and then the word count went over and... well here it is anyway.

Or read it on AO3 here.

Also tagging @tagloveandthunderbirds 'cos ❤️

Fandom: Thunderbirds/Thunderbirds are Go

Word count: 1048

Warnings: feet/shoes

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“You ready to do this, Sweetheart?”

Lucy took her time smoothing down the front of her dress, purposely not looking at the empty dance floor yawning in front of her.

“Are you? You know dancing isn't exactly my forte; a first dance in front of all these people just seems like asking for trouble." She shuffled in her chair. "Are trampled feet covered by the wedding insurance?”

Jeff snickered. “I checked the policy just before I came over here. We’re all set.”

“Okay, if you’re sure. But I’m wearing heels, don't forget; it's going to be like Bambi on Ice out there.”

He shrugged. 

“Well I did suggest the hiking boots instead, but you shot me down; something about ‘the aesthetic’. Which looks stunning on you, by the way.” 

He stood back to better take her in, grinning appreciatively.

“Last time I make that mistake,” she muttered, waving away the compliment. “Given ‘the aesthetic’ is currently cutting off the circulation to my pinkie toe, respectfully ‘the aesthetic’ can go jump in a lake.”

She mentally cursed the salesperson who’d talked her into putting fashion ahead of comfort.

Concern flashed across Jeff’s handsome face. “Are they really hurting you, honey? We can get you other shoes.”

She smiled up at him reassuringly. “No really, I’m exaggerating …sort of. They just kinda pinch, that's all.”

If she was totally honest with herself, it wasn't even the salesperson’s fault, really. She’d been the one chasing a dream of being perfect and ladylike, even if it was only this once. Dammit, why was dressing up fancy so hard?!

Of course it didn't help that her new husband managed it so effortlessly. He was currently working ‘the aesthetic’ to within an inch of its life, cutting a very dashing figure in his elegant new grey suit and tie, dress shirt and shoes all perfectly matched and filled out perfectly.

Seriously, where did he get off being so good-looking? 

She’d just wanted to appear worthy of him, that’s all. Jeff Tracy: ace pilot, hometown hero, handsomest guy in the county and a genuinely good man to boot. He was the prince, and just once she’d wanted to feel like she could be his match - a princess - instead of some awkward, clutzy science nerd who’d somehow managed to win the husband lottery.

She sighed. Clearly that wasn't to be.

There was a pause, then without another word her very handsome husband - God, he really did look good in that suit - knelt down in front of her and took one of her feet gently in his hands. He examined the delicate and uncharacteristically high-heeled white shoe with utmost seriousness, before removing it and flinging it across the room.

“Jeff!”

Lucy felt her face burst into flames as a roomful of eyes turned towards them.

“What? Doesn't that feel better?”

In all fairness it absolutely did. She wiggled her newly-released toes appreciatively even as she fought the urge to hide underneath the table.

“You can't just go throwing shoes around. You’re making a scene.”

He stopped and looked at her, ignoring the rest of the room, then slowly and deliberately reached out and took hold of her other foot.

“I want to enjoy a dance with my beautiful new wife, and if these admittedly pretty little shoes are getting in the way of that…” 

The second shoe flew over his shoulder, just missing a nearby waiter.

“...then they’ve gotta go.”

The room was hushed; everyone was looking at them. Part of her wanted to run and hide in the coatroom until they’d all gone, but he was holding her gaze, keeping her steady. 

“I don't want anything getting between me and the most amazing, beautiful, perfect person I ever saw, ever again.”

He rose gracefully to his feet and held out his hand to her.

“So how about it? May I have this dance?”

…

It was late spring and the cicadas were singing. Airbase staff were bustling all around, knocking into her, sending papers flying everywhere. She knelt down to pick them up, and suddenly there was a hand in front of her.

“Can I give you a hand, Miss?”

…

It was fall, and the trees around them were every shade of red. They’d talked about everything and nothing, walking side by side, until he stopped and reached out to her.

“Would it be alright if I held your hand?”

…

It was winter and the snow was falling softly. His ice skates made long swooshing noises on the ice around her, while hers clacked noisily as she tried and failed to keep her footing. Another swoosh and then he was there in front of her, hand extended.

“Okay, so not my best idea. How about we go get a hot chocolate instead? My treat?”

…

It was the last days of summer, and the clear water of the lake lapped at her toes. She’d never felt so happy in her life. A perfect day. Beside her she felt him shift nervously, and then he was holding his hand out, a little red box in it, one knee on the ground.

“I’ve got a question I wanna ask…”

…

Her head flooded with the memories of a hundred moments, small and huge, all of them important. A hundred images of him offering his hand, and at last she understood.

He'd reached out for her.

She was the one. And she was worthy, just as she was.

Smiling, she accepted the offered hand.

“Of course you may, Mr Tracy.”

He grinned and bowed. “Why thankyou, Mrs Tracy.”

She rose and he led her, barefoot and spotlit, to the dance floor without a care in the world. Keeping her hand in his, he wrapped his other arm around her waist, enveloping her like a delicate, precious treasure, safe and protected. Their eyes met and he beamed at her like his face was made of actual sunshine.

She grinned back at him.

“You’re sure about that wedding insurance now? Last chance.”

��Don’t you worry about my toes, darlin’. Just keep a hold of me and we’ll do fine.”

And with that the band struck up an old favourite, and hand-in-hand they danced the night away.

Take my hand

Take my whole life too

For I can't help falling in love with you.

[acaplaya-musings]

Voiceplay Visuals - Be Prepared

Voiceplay's full-length cover of Be Prepared was released on the 28th of September (or the 27th depending on your timezone, same deal as always), and in fact it's still the 28th for me as I type this! Yes, I'm getting this ready at least a couple of days in advance of when I plan to post it, 1 because I've waited long enough already, and 2 because VoicePlay's next release (their Halloween video) is meant to drop on Patreon before the end of September and I wanna get this done before it happens!

Anyway, this features Mykal Kilgore, who's an OG member, not technically of VoicePlay, but of "4 The Love", which consisted of Mykal, Geoff, Layne, and Earl, back when they were about 17 I believe? Then at some point they added Scott Porter as a beatbooxer and became 4:2:Five. Mykal appeared a little bit in Just Sing, but otherwise this is the first time he's properly reunited with Geoff and Layne and gotten to meet Eli and Cesar! He was definitely a great contribution to this video.

There's a lot to unpack visually in this video, and again, I've been dying to make this post, so let's! get! into this!!!

Honestly I can't even think of much to say about the overall set design right now other than yoooooo look how cool this is!!

They absolutely nailed the vibe/aesthetic of the original scene, while still keeping the set "simple" enough for plenty of movement and use of space!

Layne was in charge of the arrangement, creative direction, and video editing for this video, shocker to no one (a Disney song cover that places Geoff front and centre? Gotta be Layne's doing 😂 (and we love him for it!))

Oh yeah also I'm pretty sure the aspect ratio is a bit "narrower" than it often is for most VP videos? (Like the screen is more noticeably wider than it is tall.)

There he is!!! (It was at this point on my first watch-through that I had to take a moment to steel myself because I was like "nope nope nope hang on wait I don't think I'm actually prepared for this" 😅

As to be expected, Eli is credited with lighting, but he also helped out with the fog machine things shown here in this image (the one on the left is more visible here). VoicePlay hadn't worked with these things before, but they worked amazingly, and it's another thing to give the video similarities to the original movie scene. However, these things were actually Quite Loud

Not the clearest image but look at Layne and Cesar being all sneaky/creepy here! (Layne does a little skip-step thing in this shot here that's brief but kinda reminds me just a touch of his little run in This Is Halloween)

Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Rick Underwood the man that you are, please, let me shake your hand, I love you (whether I'll still love him after the Halloween video remains to be determined, but anyway)

I mean honestly this is a Whole Look and I adore every part of it. The "facial scruff", the eyeliner, the freaking awesome jacket, the hair... I'm gonna stop myself from rambling too much too early ^^;

"I know that your powers of retention... are as wet as a warthog's backside."

A couple of things here:

1, You would probably expect Layne to just be another hyena (after all, there's many more than just Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed in the original scene), but it's possible that he might have intended to be a warthog, given this moment here (and also at the end of the BTS there's a clip of Layne messing around with one of the smoke/fog machines in a very Pumbaa-esque manner, lol).

And 2, credit to @ambular-d who first noticed this and pointed it out in the Discord server: Layne dips his shoulder here, "like Geoff's casual disdainful little swipe has some strength behind it." (directly quoting them here)

Okay now let's pay attention (ayyy) to our "main hyena trio" for a moment

There is no real style coordination here and yet somehow it works (well they're all in black/dark grey so they've got that in common). But like Cesar's got a grey leopard-print jumper/sweater (kinda cute ngl), Mykal's got a black fluffy (fringed?) shirt/sweater thing, and Eli's got a black leather jacket on (he looks very cool in it though - definitely suits him)

Mykal's the only one of the total five who isn't wearing some sort of necklace, but I guess he makes up for it with the bones hanging from the top of his head (and for all I know that actually might be a necklace that he just wrapped around the base of his hairbun)

ALSO I just went to go check my post for Friends On The Other Side because I was wondering if Cesar's necklace here was one of the ones worn by Geoff or Layne in that video, and I don't think it is (too short), but I'm 90% certain that Eli's necklace here is one of the same ones that Geoff was wearing!

Dramatic lighting flash! Low-key similar to Hoist The Colours (another video featuring scruff, guyliner, and heavily colour-tinted lighting), and also Geoff's recent Song Of Durin video!

(Also man I'm gonna hit image limit aren't I, lol rip)

"It's clear from your vacant expressions, the lights are not all on upstairs"

It's a blurry image, but I couldn't help but be tempted to do a Screenshot Comparison for this moment (plus another one a bit later in the song) because Layne absolutely understood the assignment and I was quite pleased that this bit got recreated!

(Also yes, Cesar is Ed, lol)

This moment in the video with Geoff and Cesar (including the second half of the line) got turned into a meme gif on the Patrons Discord server to represent VoicePlay and the audio distributors that they've been having issues with 😂

"And where do we feature?" "Just listen to teacher"

I don't remember it looking like that in the original scene! 😝 (but seriously, I love how Geoff and Cesar can't help but be cute together here - you should see their dynamic in some of the BTS videos, it's the best)

Pfft, this moment also got memed in the Discord server XD ("ask me to sing a G-1 one more time!" (credit again to @ambular-d) or alternatively "I said there are ants in the coffee again!" (that one's a reference to one of the BTS videos))

I'm honestly a little jealous of how cool Geoff looks while doing the sort of lifting motion he does in this moment here

Oh yeah that's definitely one of the Friends On The Other Side necklaces that Eli's got on

Also it took me an embarassingly-large amount of watches to realize that Cesar had painted nails for this one (in my defence, I was very distracted 😂)

Sure go ahead Eli, have your moment, stare into my soul, go on (affectionate)

"Of course quid pro quo you're expected, to take Certain Duties on board"

Again, not a great screenshot, but again, another moment recreated (at least in a general sense) from the original scene!

This is also a good place to point out how the lighting has changed from green to yellow, just as it does in the original scene, and it changed at the same spot as well (right on or just before the "it's great that we'll soon be connected..." line)

Oh rip it is tough to get good screencaps for this one (probably at least partially due to all the fog)

Anyway I wanted to point out that Layne's a little over an inch taller than Geoff (possibly two inches if you count the hair, lol), but in this one he mostly stays at least a little hunched, at least when Geoff's next to him, making Geoff look equal height if not taller (and from a storytelling perspective, it's great!)

"YOU WON'T GET A SNIFF WITHOUT ME!"

A quick shift to red colouring, again just as the movie scene (and also now the video looks crystal clear as well!)

(Also goddamn Geoff is really working the crazy evil villain look... like man 👀)

Mykal and Eli vibing, I love it

Cesar, Mykal, and Eli's reaction to the growl/roar 😂

Cesar is shook! Literally! XD

Nothing much to say here, just that Geoff looks amazing and is amazing

(Also shoutout to his white-grey hair, which was looking wonderfully-prominent in this video and I adore it)

(woof) HELLO THERE GOOD SIR 😳👉👈

This is a rare case of me not having a "he's so pretty" moment with Geoff in a video, but that's because for this one, it's more a case of "he's so hot" 👀

*insert evil laughter here*

And that's Be Prepared! Man, what a video!

Next on the list is of course VoicePlay's Halloween release for 2024, whatever that turns out to be. I'm both excited and nervous (or scared, even), but hey, I have no doubt it will give me plenty to talk about! Until next time!

[squigglyoctosquigglez]

assinging each cpds member a milgram song (except Undercover. no one is Es here. except maybe Lucy. yeah Lucy is Es now she gives the verdicts for each of their murders-)

for those who don't know, milgram is a fictional music project that involves a prison that hold 10 prisoners, each had been the sole cause of someones death (not just murder) and the only real clues to their "sin" is through songs !! there's also es they're the prison warden

i got this idea at like 10 pm today in my timezone, i say random ass shit here too please dont judge im tired

chris - Throw Down (uhh reading the lyrics chris is the kind to like really care but hes just done with everyone), Triage (he does not want to be deemed INNOCENT [he's still getting voted innocent])

dennis - After Pain ("“I’m sorry” won’t reach anyone (I hope it will someday) " dennis seems like the kind of kid to be bullied in school), Magic (dennis is at heart, childish. and also probably had shit parents. nothing wrong with the first one, everything wrong with the second one), The Purge March (eh hes probably not in a cult but like still he follows orders a bit too much to order idk how to explain it he remembers everything exactly except his own lines so like)

robert - half (kazui literally starts preforming an opera in the mv for this, anyways uhhh denise), It's Not My Fault (its literally in the name), Cat ("Love (plus) Destiny = Crap, smash it, shatter it, bye-bye / That sticky-sweet sequence: Dinner + Camouflage + You-Know-What / Loving Affection (minus) Love, it’s tacky, this two-way deceit / Victim and Perpetrator, let’s keep it simple" continuing half "Phew, oh wow I’m drunk, Hey, so what if I said I liked-liked you, what would you do?" this song is so painfully robert its insane idk why also kazui (prisoner singing the song) eats a fucking dove in the mv btw do with that info what you want idk)

sandra - MeMe (i have no actual reason for this just take my word for this one), It's Not My Fault (datte datte warekurai mon-), I Love You / Daisuki (see max's description) (im sorry there's still like 1 trial left, idk there's only like 20 songs)

max - This is how to be in love with you (title speaks for itself, max is a very loving person! sometimes too loving… like mahiru (prisoner singing the song) i think they would get along actually), I Love You / Daisuki (this song goes too hard to have that title, anyways Mon-mon-monstrously in love in love / Mon-mon-monstrous, cuz I love you so much / Mon-mon-monstrously in love in love / A monstrous dilemma!!!) (someone protect him)

johnathan - Weakness (idfk "ahHaHA, Please notice me. ahHaHA, Someone please notice me."), All-Knowing And All-Agony (probaby was neglected as a child or something idk now he indirectly relys on robert please dont listen to me im jsut spouting random shit atp im tired its 11 pmg now)

vanessa - Umbilical (i actually have no good reason for this), Tear Drop (i dont think she wants to be voted innocent for her murder [news flash, shes still getting voted innocent]), Double (or not innocent! idk man shes not mikoto (prisoner singing the song) but i gotta give his songs to someone and she kinda fits)

annie - HARROW (annie and trevor are similar in goals, to take down sin and make them pay for what they've done. however they do it in two different ways. idk those two different ways probably direct death threats (trevor) and an indirect slow death (annie). i have no fucking clue what im talking about actually), Deep Cover ("Don’t you dare stop now I want a reason for judgment execution, I want it" idk what kotoko (prisoner singing the song) ment by this but uhh do what you want with that)

trevor - Bring It On (see HARROW), Backdraft (LISTEN TO THE SONG ITS A FUCKING BANGER- anyways i have no reason for this than this connects with bring it on Burn, burn! An ever-victorious FIRE, burn so high till it becomes ash / Burn, burn! Deliciously scorched, till your mouth waters / Flames closing in, can’t douse this FIRE)

[8iunie]

RUSH! - Lyrics of all songs

1. OWN MY MIND

Well I don’t know your secrets, I’m no visionary

Yeah, I don’t know your story but I like what I see

So, tell me what you‘ve been missing

I’ll do anything to get you ticking

And you might be the answer to the sinner in me, oh

It's automatic

You know I just gotta have it

I'll make your body a habit

You know there's some kind of magic, uh huh

Do you wanna, do you wanna

Own my mind, own my mind?

Do you wanna, do you wanna

All the time, all the time?

Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?

Yeah, do you wanna, do you wanna

Own my mind, own my mind?

Own my mind, own my mind?

Own my mind, own my mind?

Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?

Do you wanna, do you wanna

Own my mind, own my mind?

In my civilization you’re the king and the queen

I’m praying at your altar if you know what I mean

Yeah, everything I’ve been missing

You’ve been serving up in your kitchen

No I’m not even superstitious

But I'm feeling you’re something vicious, yeah

It's automatic

You know I just gotta have it

I'll make your body a habit

You know there's some kind of magic, uh huh

Do you wanna, do you wanna

Own my mind, own my mind?

Do you wanna, do you wanna

All the time, all the time?

Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?

Yeah do you wanna, do you wanna

Own my mind, own my mind?

Own my mind, own my mind?

Own my mind, own my mind?

Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?

Do you wanna, do you wanna

Own my mind, own my mind?

Do you want a long night?

Do you wanna be mine?

Do you wanna go once, go twice?

Uh huh

Long night?

Do you wanna be mine?

Do you wanna go once, go twice?

Uh huh

Do you wanna, do you wanna

Own my mind, own my mind?

Do you wanna, do you wanna

Own my mind, own my mind?

Do you wanna know what the good good bad things all feel like?

Do you wanna, do you wanna

Own my mind, own my mind?

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Rabin, B. Berger, N. Cyphert

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Rabin, B. Berger, N. Cyphert

Produzione: Fabrizio Ferraguzzo, Måneskin

2. GOSSIP feat TOM MORELLO

Welcome to the city of lies

Where everything’s got a price

It’s gonna be your new favorite place

You can be a movie star

And get everything you want

Just put some plastic on your face

This place is a circus

You just see the surface

They cover shit under the rug

You can’t see they’re faking

They’ll never be naked

Just fill your drink

With tonic gin

This is the American dream, so

Sip

The gossip

Drink till you choke

Sip

The gossip

Burn down your throat

You’re not iconic

You are just like them all

Don't act like you don’t know

Sip

The gossip

Drink till you choke

Sip

The gossip

Burn down your throat

You’re not iconic

You are just like them all

Don't act like you don’t know

Keep drinking and acting cool

Don't care if your day is blue

Nobody loves a gloomy face, just

Take your pills and dance all night

Don't think at all, that’s the advice

So c'mon let’s try, it’s just a taste

This place is a circus

You just see the surface

They cover shit under the rug

You can’t see they’re faking

They’ll never be naked

Just fill your drink

With tonic gin

This is the American dream, so

Sip

The gossip

Drink till you choke

Sip

The gossip

Burn down your throat

You’re not iconic

You are just like them all

Don't act like you don’t know

So sip

The gossip

Drink till you choke

Sip

The gossip

Burn down your throat

You’re not iconic

You are just like them all

Don't act like you don’t know

So sip

The gossip

Drink till you choke

Sip

The gossip

Burn down your throat

You’re not iconic

You are just like them all

Don't act like you don’t know

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, M. Love, J. Janiak

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, M. Love, J. Janiak

Produzione: Fabrizio Ferraguzzo, Måneskin

3. TIMEZONE

You’re wearing my old clothes but you, you wear it better

And every time I see your face the moon should be jealous

And I keep talking to the wall till he’s a friend of mine

I call you every hour just to tell you that I’m losing my mind

Now I know you’re sleeping

Where I’m supposed to be

Wish I could’ve stayed

The only thing that keeps us apart is 7 thousand miles

Running like a mad dog

The only thing that keeps us apart is a different timezone

So fuck what I’m dreaming

This fame has no meaning

I’m coming home

The only thing that keeps us apart is a different timezone

Tomorrow I’ve got another plane

I’m not gonna take it

Instead I’m gonna fly straight to you

I paid double for the tickets

And I don’t give a shit about the contracts that I signed

And they can say whatever we’ll be making love, I’m fucking you tonight

Now I know you’re sleeping

Where I’m supposed to be

Wish I could’ve stayed

The only thing that keeps us apart is 7 thousand miles

Running like a mad dog

The only thing that keeps us apart is a different timezone

So fuck what I’m dreaming

This fame has no meaning

I’m coming home

The only thing that keeps us apart is a different timezone

So fuck what I’m dreaming

This fame has no meaning

I’m coming home

The only thing that keeps us apart is a different timezone

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Tranter

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Tranter

Produzione: Rami Yacoub, Sly

4. BLA BLA BLA

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

You broke my heart so I crashed your car

You say you’re sorry, well I bet you are

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

And bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla

I hate your face but I like your mums

You play it smart but you look so dumb

Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb

And ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

I wanna fuck, let’s go to my spot

But I’m too drunk and I can’t get hard

Ha-hard ha-ha-ha-ha-hard

And bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla

You said you love me but it’s just for fun

Give me a chance and I’ll make you a lady

Gaga-gaga-gaga-ga

And ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

You like cocaine but you don't like pot

You say I’m a loser cuz I want a puff

Puf puf puf puf puf puf puf

And bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla-bla

You said goodbye so guess what I’ve done

I called your best friend and I said wassup

Let’s fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck

So ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

And then we went to your favorite club

She drank too much and she said you are

A twat twat twat twat twat twat

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Then I drove into a parking lot

She smiled and told me “you have a massive car”

Ca-car ca-ca-ca-cock

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

I don't get how I felt in love

I guess I liked playing with your dog

It made me feel like we had a son

But fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck you

My mama told me that she never liked you

My life sucks and the blame is on you

So fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck you again

No no no no no no no

You got me angry and now I love punk

I listen to The Smiths crying alone

So please please let me get what I want

So fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck you

All my friends they were right about you

You are so basic and you’ve got stupid tattoos

So fu-fu-fu-fu-fu-fuck you again

And do no no no no no no

You said I’m ugly and my band sucks

But i just got a billion streaming song

So kiss my bu-bu-bu–bu-bu-bu-butt

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, P. Rycroft, P. B. Navarro

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, P. Rycroft, P. B. Navarro

Produzione: Fabrizio Ferraguzzo, Måneskin

5. BABY SAID

What’s your thoughts about religion?

Are you close to your mother?

Tell me ‘bout your dream vacation

And all of your ex lovers

Tell me now

What’s that look

On your face?

She puts her hand on my lips begging please end this conversation

Baby said

When you’re talking I go dead

Shut your mouth, give me your head

Uh uh uh uh

I know you really want to

Baby said

Let me taste your silhouette

You can talk between my legs

Uh uh uh uh

I know you really want to

Tell me what's your favorite color?

And all of your ambitions

I’m not afraid of you being vulgar

But why are you so vicious?

Tell me now

What’s that look

On your face?

She puts her hand on my lips begging please end this conversation

Baby said

When you’re talking I go dead

Shut your mouth, give me your head

Uh uh uh uh

I know you really want to

Baby said

Let me taste your silhouette

You can talk between my legs

Uh uh uh uh

I know you really want to

I was running and running and running and running and running after you

I was running and running and running and running and running after you

I was crying and loving while you were just coming and hauling at the moon

Yeah, you were running and running and running away from this conversation

Baby said

When you’re talking I go dead

Shut your mouth, give me your head

Uh uh uh uh

I know you really want to

Baby said

Let me taste your silhouette

You can talk between my legs

Uh uh uh uh

I know you really want to

I wish she didn’t but my baby said

I wish she didn’t but my baby said

I wish she didn’t but my baby said

I wish she didn’t but my baby said

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Tranter, M. Martin

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Tranter, M. Martin

Produzione: Rami Yacoub, Sly

6. GASOLINE

You're nothing but gasoline

Starting fires since seventeen

Silver spoon in daddy's jeans

You go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down

Mister in a stolen dress

You're so dark but you paint it red

Soaking wet in your golden bed

You go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down

How are you sleeping at night?

How do you close both your eyes?

Living with all of those lives

On your hands?

Standing alone on that hill

Using your fuel to kill

We won't take it standing still

Watch us dance

How are you sleeping at night?

How do you close both your eyes?

Living with all of those lives

On your hands?

Standing alone on that hill

Using your fuel to kill

We won't take it standing still

Watch us dance

Wе're gonna dance on gasoline

Wе're gonna dance on gasoline

We're gonna dance on gasoline

Your ego is dangerous

Your own blood is losing trust

With neighbors left in the dust

We go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down

Sittin on a stolen throne

Playing God with a heart of stone

The whole world is waiting for you to go

Down, down, down, down, down

How are you sleeping at night?

How do you close both your eyes?

Living with all of those lives

On your hands?

Standing alone on that hill

Using your fuel to kill

We won't take it standing still

Watch us dance

How are you sleeping at night?

How do you close both your eyes?

Living with all of those lives

On your hands?

Standing alone on that hill

Using your fuel to kill

We won't take it standing still

Watch us dance

We're gonna dance on gasoline

We're gonna dance on gasoline

We're gonna dance on gasoline

We're gonna dance on gasoline

We're gonna dance on gasoline

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Tranter

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Tranter

Produzione: Rami Yacoub, Sly

7. FEEL

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA

Don't need a lover

You need an animal

S-s-somebody to take you home tonight

Blue jeans and leather

Never looked that hot before

Don’t you mind if I just stay goodbye

Cocaine is on the table

Don’t care we’re rebel rebels

I know what you want

I know what you need

Do you understand?

I’m about to make you feel

I’m about to make you feel

Don’t tell your mother

She doesn’t wanna know

‘Bout the things we’re gonna do tonight

Blue jeans and leather

Even better on the floor

Light it up

And let me lose your mind

Cocaine is on the table

Don’t care we’re rebel rebels

I know what you want

I know what you need

Do you understand?

I’m about to make you feel

I’m about to make you feel

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA

I’m about to make you feel

I know what you want

I know what you need

Cocaine is on the table

I know what you want

I know what you need

Don’t care we’re rebel rebels

Rebel rebels

I’m about to make you feel

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA

I’m about to make you feel

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA

I’m about to make you

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA LA LA LA

LA LA LA

I’m about to make you feel

I’m about to make you feel

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, S. Kotecha, M. Larsson, R. Fredriksson

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, S. Kotecha, M. Larsson, R. Fredriksson 

Produzione: Mattman & Robin

8. DON’T WANNA SLEEP

Dance dance dance dance dance until I die

Medicate myself ‘till my head is in the sky

Ahhh ahhh

When I close my eyes I get too lonely

Don’t want a sleep at all

Dance dance dance dance dance until I die

Wearing Lucy’s diamonds to get a little shine

Ahhh ahhh

When I close my eyes I get too lonely

Don’t want a sleep at all

So-so-somebody

Come ta-ta-take on my body

This is the shittiest party

I’ve ever seen in my life

No no nono I’m not leaving

Gonna get my feet on the ceiling

Gonna drink away all my feelings

And no it’s not gonna heal me

But I’ll

Dance dance dance dance dance until I die

Wearing Lucy’s diamonds to get a little shine

Ahhh ahhh

When I close my eyes I get too lonely

Don’t want a sleep at all

Don’t want a sleep at all

So-so-somebody

Come ta-ta-take on my body

Into another dimension

I-I’m so bored of my life

I’m a lion tamer

Of indecent behavior

Making love with danger

Is not gonna heal me but

At least I like it

And I don't wanna change it

I know it’s bad, don't get me wrong

There’s something in these strangers

Momentary flavors

I don't wanna sleep at all

No I don’t wanna sleep at all

Don’t wanna sleep at all

No I don’t wanna sleep at all

Dance dance dance dance dance until I die

Medicate myself ‘till my head is in the sky

Ahhh ahhh

When I close my eyes I get too lonely

Don’t want a sleep at all

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Tranter, M. Martin

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Tranter, M. Martin

Produzione: Rami Yacoub, Sly

9. KOOL KIDS

Cool kids they do not use floss

Marry me in the countryside

Honestly I don’t give a fuck

I’m addicted to rock n’roll yeah

Bleah

Beers up, drinks up make a toast for me

I’m a scum, real scum but I’m good at this

We’re not punk, we’re not pop, we’re just music freaks

Spent two months in UK but I don’t drink gin

Check my origins, mate

But cool kids they do not use drugs

Only weed ‘cause it’s not that strong

I’m a bitch and I have much fun

And i like doing things I love yeah

Because I love that

I fucking love that

Cool kids, cool kids, cool kids we are cool kids

Cool kids, cool kids, cool kids only fuck cool kids

But cool kids they do not vomit

Or at least not in front of Vic

I know you think she’s a hot chick

But I’m sorry she prefers hot chicks

Cool kids, cool kids, cool kids we are cool kids

Cool kids, cool kids, cool kids only fuck cool kids

But cool kids they are not cool as us

I talk shit cause it makes me laugh

You keep asking me about it

But my lyrics are all made up

Cool kids, cool kids, cool kids we are cool kids

Cool kids, cool kids, cool kids only fuck cool kids

Cool kids they do not like rock

They only listen to trap and pop

And everybody knows that rock ‘n’ roll is shit

But I don’t give a fuck about being a cool kid

Cool kids, cool kids, cool kids we are cool kids

Cool kids, cool kids, cool kids only fuck cool kids

Cool kids

Eat my shit

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi

Produzione: Fabrizio Ferraguzzo, Måneskin

10. IF NOT FOR YOU

There’ll be no summer

There’ll be no spring

If not for this love of mine

Thornes without flowers

Bars with no drinks

If not for this love of mine

All the lights, all the parties will just fade out

Shut them down

If not for you

I wouldn’t sing anymore

If not for you

I couldn't get of this floor

If not for you

Hell would be knocking on my door

If not for you

No more Nirvana

No Billy Jean

No dancing if you were gone

How could I wake up

How could I sleep

How could I be someone

All those crowds

All the music would just fade out

Not a sound

If not for you

I wouldn’t sing anymore

If not for you

I couldn't get of this floor

If not for you

Hell would be knocking on my door

If not for you

If not for you

Hell would be knocking on my door

If not for you

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, M. Martin, S. Kotecha

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, M. Martin, S. Kotecha

Produzione: Rami Yacoub, Max Martin, Sly

11. READ YOUR DIARY

Brought you some roses

You didn’t take them

So I shed a tear

Pouring some champagne

Over your panties

So that we can cheer

Counting the hours

Counting the seconds

‘Till I can feel your bones

There is a diamond on your pillow when you’re coming home

Alone I’ve been waiting

So long, it’s true

Dance in your shoes

Read your diary to

Get inside of you you you

Forever and ever and ever

Cried on your nudes

Wearing your perfume

Now I taste like you you you

Forever and ever and ever

I was dancing in your shoes

When I read your diary to

Try to get inside of you

Put on your lipstick

Show me your kinks

I’m not afraid of them

Show me the lovin the lovin the lovin that you’ll never give to a man

I’m not a coward, I’m not a hero

But I can be your toy

I’ll be the pill

That you wanna swallow

When you’re looking for the joy

Alone I’ve been waiting

So long, it’s true

Dance in your shoes

Read your diary to

Get inside of you you you

Forever and ever and ever

Cried on your nudes

Wearing your perfume

Now I taste like you you you

Forever and ever and ever

I was dancing in your shoes

When I read your diary to

Try to get inside of you

Oh why don't you give a little love now baby

A little bit of love

Alone

In the shower

Using my left hand so it feels like you

So please

I’m begging to feel something new

Dance in your shoes

Read your diary to

Get inside of you you you

Forever and ever and ever

Cried on your nudes

Wearing your perfume

Now I taste like you you you

Forever and ever and ever

I was dancing in your shoes

When I read your diary to

Try to get inside of you

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Tranter

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Tranter

Produzione: Rami Yacoub, Max Martin, Sly

12. MARK CHAPMAN

Nascosto fra la gente

Senza un’identità

Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente

Rinchiuso in quattro mura

Nessuna visita

Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente

Ma se soltanto avesse

La possibilità

Ti seguirebbe ai quattro angoli della città

Nascosto fra la gente

Senza un identità

Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente

Si muove a piede libero

Vestito come un incubo

Vuole tu sia in pericolo

Però ti chiama idolo

Si muove a piede libero

Vestito come un incubo

Vuole tu sia in pericolo

Però ti chiama idolo

Non prova sentimenti

Sono tutti per te

Dice che ti ama ma lo sai che mente

Sei in ogni suo risposta

E in tutti i suoi perché

Dice che ti ama ma lo sai che mente

Vuole sempre che giochi

Con le sue regole

Non gli interessa assomigliarti vuole essere te

Lui vuole tutto quanto

Però non sa cos’è

Dice che ti ama ma lo sai che mente

Si muove a piede libero

Vestito come un incubo

Vuole tu sia in pericolo

Però ti chiama idolo

Si muove a piede libero

Vestito come un incubo

Vuole tu sia in pericolo

Però ti chiama idolo

E puoi trovarlo sotto casa

Con un coltello in mano

Perché non hai risposto a un suo messaggio

Però lui giura che ti ha amato

Che non vorrebbe farlo

Però il suo amore non l’hai ricambiato

E puoi trovarlo sotto casa

Con un coltello in mano

Perché non hai risposto a un suo messaggio

Però lui giura che ti ha amato

Che non vorrebbe farlo

Però il suo amore non l’hai ricambiato

Si muove a piede libero

Vestito come un incubo

Vuole tu sia in pericolo

Però ti chiama idolo

Si muove a piede libero

Vestito come un incubo

Vuole tu sia in pericolo

Però ti chiama idolo

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi

Produzione: Fabrizio Ferraguzzo, Måneskin

13. LA FINE

Mi sveglio ed è passato un anno

Ed io che sono ancora stanco

Con la valigia sotto braccio

Non so nemmeno dove vado

E vago come se fossi un pazzo

Mordo ancora le mie manette

Ho girato il mondo, visto gente e no

Non è come lo immaginavo

Io ho

Schiacciato bene la testa nel fango, ho

Mangiato male per restare in vita, ho

Sentito gente chiamarmi bastardo e

Ancora corro cercando l’uscita, ma

L’unico modo è staccarsi dal branco

Scavare finché non senti le dita

Se tutti quanti ora ti stanno amando

Sappi che non è l’inizio, è la fine

Sappi che non è l’inizio, è la fine

Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine

Forse l’unica risposta è partire

O restare

A marcire

Sappi che non è l’inizio è la fine

Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine

Forse l’unica risposta è partire

O restare

A marcire

Mi chiedi come ci si sente

Avere il mondo fra le mani

Come contasse veramente

Come se fossimo speciali

E invece ci rimane niente

Un pugno di mosche tra le mani

Nemmeno tutto l’oro al mondo

Potrà comprare ciò che lasci

Mi hanno trattato come un santo poi giudicato

Guardato male come fossi pregiudicato

Quando ritroveranno il corpo del mio reato

Si accorgeranno troppo tardi di aver sbagliato

Però io invece non mi fermo, continuo

Voglio vivere correndo sopra un filo

Il giorno che non avrò più motivo

Saprò che non è l’inizio, è la fine

Sappi che non è l’inizio è la fine

Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine

Forse l’unica risposta è partire

O restare

A marcire

Sappi che non è l’inizio è la fine

Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine

Forse l’unica risposta è partire

O restare

A marcire

Cercavo soltanto un pretesto per dire questo

Per smettere di andare dove tira il vento

Trovare luce prima che tutto sia spento

E se non mi amerà nessuno sarà lo stesso

Cercavo soltanto un pretesto per dire questo

Per smettere di andare dove tira il vento

Trovare luce prima che tutto sia spento

E se non mi amerà nessuno sarà lo stesso

Sappi che non è l’inizio è la fine

Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine

Forse l’unica risposta è partire

O restare

A marcire

Sappi che non è l’inizio è la fine

Anche la rosa più bella ha le spine

Forse l’unica risposta è partire

O restare

A marcire

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi

Produzione: Fabrizio Ferraguzzo, Måneskin

14. IL DONO DELLA VITA

Stronzi vi vedo siete bianchi in faccia

Le malelingue sono andate via

Il suono della tua brutta risata

Mi ha aperto il passo per la retta via

E la tua mano era sempre puntata

Ma mai per aiutare quella mia

E adesso guarda mentre volo in alto

E tocco il sole ma non cado mica io

Respiro aria pulita che alimenta il fuoco dentro di me

E lascio che mi uccida

Io rinasco dalla mia cenere

Per non vedere più mia madre stanca

Ridarle indietro il dono della vita

Spaccarmi schiena mani, gambe e braccia

Essere fiero della mia fatica

E pure Dio era girato di spalle mentre gli dicevo che stavo cadendo

Ma basta un raggio di sole

Un soffio di vento

Uno sguardo verso il cielo

Respiro aria pulita che alimenta il fuoco dentro di me

E lascio che mi uccida

Io rinasco dalla mia cenere

Io nasco dentro di te

Io nasco dentro di te

Sento una voce tagliente

Un respiro costante

Una luce che squarcia il suolo

Perso nel mezzo del niente

Cedono le gambe

Ma il cuore mi batte ancora

Una luce che squarcia il suolo

Ma il cuore mi batte ancora

Una luce che squarcia il suolo

Ma il cuore mi batte ancora

Sento una voce tagliente

Un respiro costante

Una luce che squarcia il suolo

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi

Produzione: Fabrizio Ferraguzzo, Måneskin

15. MAMMAMIA

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, mamma mia-ma, ma-mamma mia-ah

I feel the heat up, uh, I feel the beat of drums

Call the police, I'll do it, they've stolen all my fun

I'm breaking free, but I'm stuck in a police car

Oh, mamma mia-ma, ma-mamma mia-ah

They treat me like if I did something criminal

All eyes on me, I feel like I'm a superstar

I'm not a freak, I just thought it was carnival

Oh, mamma-mamma mia, spit your love on me

I'm on my knees, and I can't wait to drink your rain

I'll keep it secret if you let me get a taste

Tell me your limit, and we'll cross the line again

Oh, mamma-mamma mia, ahahah!

Oh, mamma-mia-ma, ma-mamma mia-ah

You wanna touch my body? I say you're not allowed

You wanna handle me, but I'm a bit too much

I'll burn all the place down, 'cause I'm too fucking hot

Oh, mamma-mia-ma, ma-mamma mia-ah

They wanna arrest me, but I was just having fun

I swear that I'm not drunk, and I'm not taking drugs

They ask me why I'm so hot, 'cause I'm Italiano

Oh, mamma-mamma-mia, spit your love on me

I'm on my knees, and I can't wait to drink your rain

I'll keep it secret if you let me get a taste

Tell me your limit, and we'll cross the line again

Oh, mamma-mamma mia

Give me a command and I'll do what you ask

'Cause my favorite music's your "Uh, uh"

Give me a command and I'll do what you ask

'Cause my favorite music's your "Uh, uh"

Give me a command and I'll do what you ask

'Cause my favorite music's your "Uh, uh"

Give me a command and I'll do what you ask

'Cause I love when you sing out loud

Oh, mamma-mamma mia

Spit your love on me

I'm on my knees, and I can't wait to drink your rain

I'll keep it secret if you let me get a taste

Tell me your limit, and we'll cross the line again

Oh, mamma-mamma mia

Spit your love on me

Spit your love on me

Spit your love on me

Spit your love on me

Oh, mamma-mamma mia

Autori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi

Compositori: D. David, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, T. Raggi

Produzione: Fabrizio Ferraguzzo, Måneskin

16. SUPERMODEL

Alone at parties in a deadly silhouette

She loves the cocaine, but cocaine don't love her back

When she's upset, she talks to Maury and takes deep breaths

She's a '90s supermodel, uh-uh-uh

Way back in high school, when she was a good Christian

I used to know her, but she's got a new best friend

A drag queen named The Virgin Mary takes confessions

She's a '90s supermodel

Yeah, she's a master, my compliments

If you wanna love her, just deal with that

She'll never love you, more than money and cigarettes

Every night's a heartbreak

Hey, don't think about it

Hey, just let it go

'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll

Savor every moment 'til she has to go

'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll

Alone at parties, she's working around the clock

When you're not looking, she's stealing your Basquiat

Low-waisted pants on OnlyFans, I'd pay for that

She's a '90s supermodel

Yeah, she's a master, my compliments

If you wanna love her, just deal with that

She'll never love you, you just look a bit like her dad

Every night's a heartbreak

Hey, don't think about it

Hey, just let it go

'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll

Savor every moment, 'til she has to go

'Cause her boyfriend is the rock 'n' roll

She's a '90s supermodel, uh-uh-uh

She's a '90s supermodel, uh-uh-uh

Autori: D. David, T. Raggi, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, S. W. Silversteen, R. Yacoub, M. Martin, J. Tranter

Compositori: D. David, T. Raggi, V. De Angelis, E. Torchio, S. W. Silversteen, R. Yacoub, M. Martin, J. Tranter

Produzione: Rami Yacoub, Max Martin, Sylvester Willy Sivertsen

17. THE LONELIEST

You'll be the saddest part of me

A part of me that will never be mine

It's obvious

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You're still the oxygen I breathe

I see your face when I close my eyes

It's torturous

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

There's a few lines that I have wrote

In case of death, that's what I want, that's what I want

So don't be sad when I'll be gone

There's just one thing I hope you know, I loved you so

'Cause I don't even care about the time I've got left here

The only thing I know now is that I wanna spend it

With you, with you nobody else here

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You'll be the saddest part of me

A part of me that will never be mine

It's obvious

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You're still the oxygen I breathe

I see your face when I close my eyes

It's torturous

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

I'm sorry but I gotta go

If you'll ever miss me give this song another go

And I just keep on thinking how you made me feel better

And all the crazy little things that we did together

In the end, in the end, it doesn't matter

If tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You'll be the saddest part of me

A part of me that will never be mine

It's obvious

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You're still the oxygen I breathe

I see your face when I close my eyes

It's torturous

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You'll be the saddest part of me

A part of me that will never be mine

It's obvious

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You'll be the saddest part of me

A part of me that will never be mine

It's obvious

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You're still the oxygen I breathe

I see your face when I close my eyes

It's torturous

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

Autori: V. De Angelis, T. Raggi, E. Torchio, D. David, R. Yacoub, J. Evigan, S. Hudson, J. Abrahart, S. W. Sivertsen

Compositori: V. De Angelis, T. Raggi, E. Torchio, D. David, R. Yacoub, S. W. Sivertsen, J. Evigan, S. Hudson, J. Abrahart

Produzione: Fabrizio Ferraguzzo, Måneskin

[inkedmyths]

S2: E3 "Bloodlust"

Brought to you by I PROMISED Kayla yesterday I would watch more when I finished my essay so here I am

This episode featuring: Yet another member of the hunting community, veganism in a fashion, deep discussion on Dean and cowboys, and great fuckin music

Oh whats this song I think I know it

Is that Journey

Is that. Wheel in the Sky?

IT IS FUCK YEAAAA

Jammin I fuckin love this song. Great start

Oh look a scared woman in the woods. Seems standard

Is that the Benadryl Hat Man

Crepe: The What Kayla: probably

Why are you moving around the tree like that

OFF WITH HER HEAD!

OHHHH YEAH FUCK YEAH I LOVE THE SOUNDTRACK ON THIS EP! BACK IN BLACK AC/DC!!

[ Kayla reiterates that the SPN soundtrack is good. I like 70's ans 80's rock so I agree so far. ]

Dean: Woo car! Decapitated heads! Helllll yea!

Kayla: man's two true loves

Lmaoooo

I love them being terrible fake journalists

The cop: SATANISTS? LMAOOOO

Crepe: Everyone loves a Satanist Kayla: title of a black sabbath song Crepe: Really? Kayla: no just a joke Crepe: Oh

Wooo funky impersonations we're goin fast this episode

"Open it" "You open it" Lmaoooo

EWWW TOOTH? FANG???

VAMPIRE??

Whats goin on heeeere are the cowboy vampires back

[ Crepe replies saying it's worse, but at least has the kindness to spoiler hide the rest of the message. It just hid the word Vegan though. ]

[ Then Melon pops in, stating the time in his zone and expressing a worry for my sleep schedule. I told her it's fine, and that I actually am the furthest behind in terms of timezones amongst the group, as it was only a quarter til 9 pm at the time of that message. Not that xey shouldn't worry about my sleep schedule, because it is horrendous, but that's besides the point. ]

"So we're lookin for some people" "Sure it's hard to be lonely"

Ok so that guys gone. Watching them for sure

Yep

They're waiting for him?

Whshshs ok ok whats he want anyways

[ It is about this point where Melon, Crepe, and Kayla digress into some conversation regarding cowboys, vampires, and the resulting combination being a dilemma for Dean and his sexuality. Fascinating stuff, but I wasn't really paying attention as I was engrossed in whatever the Winchesters were doing onscreen. I will, however, transcribe it as well, because I think it's funnier that way. ]

Melon: Do you think cowboy vampires act as a paradox for deans concept of reality. One is something he desperately craves to be, and the other he hates some of the time. It’s like, the taping a piece of toast with jam to a shoe and throwing it. Which overrides the other? Crepe: That would be a very interesting take to explore Kayla: one of them is a kink and the other is vampiress

OHHH yeah hes a hunter?

Ok. Ok he's a little. Seems neat but. Idk. Brushes them off pretty fast. Hm.

Sure of himself? Or something else?

Ok garage guy. You gonna get murked orrrr

Crepe: Why is Dean into cowboys tho? Kayla: have you seen him interact with one heterosexually ever

What are you even looking for

Oh its a bird

Melon: But if faced with something you’re technically supposed to kill but is literally every kink you could ever want besides that one thing, what would dean do Kayla: fuck and kill probably. thats how they seem to usually operate Melon: Ok yeah you’re right Crepe: Monsterfucker and Monsterhunter

OOHHG FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT

Why is a vampire working a garage

[ Kayla says its a capitalist hellscape, even vampires need the money. Which. Fair. Gotta pay for those replacement clothes when you get blood on them I guess. ]

AAAAAAAA

Oh hey theres the Winchesters

Ewwwww chainsaw blood spatter. Kinda a look for Dean tho

[ Kayla and Melon both agree with this statement. ]

Sam whats up with that look. Problem that your brother chainsawed a vampire's head off

Melon: Dean at peak is covered in blood, holding a shotgun chainsaw, and in full cowboy outfit Kayla: sharknado 6 Melon: I mean we were all thinking it Crepe: I wasn't

Cmon Sam. Its about the murder and blood spatters. Get down with it

Kayla: sharknado but everything is the same except dean is fin Melon: That really changes nothing besides that the wife would be a dude instead Kayla: cas Melon: That’s what I said

[ They then discuss something about Cas that I apparently won't understand for like 8 and a half more seasons. C'mon guys, I haven't even met the guy yet. ]

What is going on over drinks here

Oh. So a vampire killed this guy's sister. :(

Right makes sense as hunter backstory

Dean finally admitting somethin abt how he feels abt their dad passing. And its to some guy they JUST MET INSTEAD OF HIS BROTHER

[ Melon says it's because it's easier to admit to a stranger than someone you know. Kayla adds that he has to be strong for Sam. Ah, yes, the constipated older brother syndrome. I get it. ]

I don't think this hunter guy is handling his emotions well gonna say

Gordon Walker? That's his name? K

Oh ok so this guy's just fuckin nuts. Got it.

[ They now discuss telling strangers about trauma with no warning. They come to the conclusion that this is just Tumblr. ]

"Yknow what I love about this life? It's all black and white." Hmmmmmmmm

Yeah this guy's more than a bit off his rocker and you both should leave!

Uh oh Sammy

Why does Sam keep getting stalked and/or jumped by shit huh

Don't breathe a sufg of relief you idiot

[ I meant to type "sigh", not whatever happened there. Add that to the list of Ink typos. ]

Oh look! Vampire! Of course

??

VEGAN VAMPIRES?

[ Crepe goes on a tangent about said Vegan Vampires, of which I follow maybe half of. ]

Ohhhh cattle blood. Funky

Vegan Vampires just living their lives I guess. Good for them! Unfortunately Sam and Gordon won't listen to him probably

Dean is too murder happy and Sam is not quite murder happy enough and they yell at each other about it

[ Apparently, they say, this is the plot of season 10. What the hell does that mean. ]

HE STOLE THE CAR!! THEY HAVE TO HOTWIRE THEIR OWN CAR!!!

*keys not the car

Somethin about this chick's delivery. Weird. Not like in a suspicious way just in a What is this Acting way

Sam and his sad, sad eyebrow scrunch

Eww stabby

Gordon u got issues homie

Weird fuckin guy. Weeeird fuckin guy.

Shes trying her best leave her alone

Hunter fight! Hunter fight! Get his ass Dean!

WHSHSHSH screaming. Dean telling Sam to punch him. Bc he was a dick.

[ Kayla and Crepe both say they're going to bed, not even waiting 3 minutes for me to finish the episode. Rude. ]

DEAN ADMITTED THEIR DAD WASN'T PERFECT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!

Man now they have to deal with more Moral Quandries. Have fun with that boys!

And away they go. Into the sunrise.

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I cannot emphasize enough how much I was not paying attention to whatever the hell my friends were talking about in the moment. Absolutely wild to go back and read all that. What the fuck are they on about

Anyways. Vegan Vampires I guess! That's a thing! Wild.

[sea-lanterns]

im the timezone complaint anon lmao, i ended up sleeping till 12 pm the next day, opened my laptop first thing and checked tumble and now I am fed and also well refreshed. I guess I have to keep in mind that I'm a day ahead so next time there's a confirmed post date, I just gotta be patient and wait. It was 100% worth it. anyways, jumping on the no underwear/underwear train, personally, I only sleep in underwear (usually sports bra and briefs), I don't like the feeling of clothes against my skin while I sleep, I prefer the texture of my duvet to anything. Yes, even in winter. I also generally cant sleep if my room is above 18 degrees celcius. Even with terrible New Zealand bipolar ass weather where it can be 28 degrees c (which is considered hot, here) and then it could shoot down to 4*c later that day my room must be 18*c. sorry for the mini ramble, I just like talking to you

Eyyyy I’m glad to know I fed you well with the Shinobu fic ☺️

Also I can understand only wanting to sleep in underwear or something like that. Even though I wear clothes to sleep, I refuse to wear clothes with long sleeves because being completely covered up just makes me so uncomfortable…

[maljaws]

Roleplay Rules Semi-lit Only

Always open Currently lf: Gravity Falls & or Cthulhu Mythos

Feel free to message me! Ocs are allowed and encouraged! I'd love to see the worlds you have and plots you've made, then mix the worlds of yours and mine for the setting! Read the rules & general data under the cut I also have an example down there! One thing to know before diving in, I do not like romance, do not come to me for it

Age I am 18, though I'd prefer if rp partners were at least 16 - 24

Timezone: EDT (GMT-5)

Availability: Roughly 24/7 excluding when I'm sleeping or got something going on. I graduated and don't have a job yet. Nws if you're not, I wont demand your attention 24/7! You got a life and its important to live it! I just have wayyy too much time personally Long term or short term doesn't matter to me! Long term is slightly preferred, start with a short term to see if we mesh yk?

Preferred Platform: Discord

Participants: 1x1 only, I can't keep up with more than 2 due to my writing pace

Length: I do about a paragraph or two per response, but the intro to a scene is nearly always much longer. I try to do quality > quantity! You can do more or less, I just need something to hook onto

Genres: No preference really! I love, angst, whump, fluff, and hurt/comfort in particular though. I love when characters go through terrible things to drag themselves out of it with grit teeth, with or without help Deep conversations between our characters while they have a drink and think about life,, that too, kill for it

Fandoms: Right now? Cthulhu Mythos and Gravity Falls mainly

Sensitive Topics: Not much is really off limits to me! Gimme all the vile blood, guts, and deep deep character trauma you got in our roleplays! No smut, no slurs, and romance between my character and yours is a no Not my cup of tea

I will attach this to more specific lf posts likely

My discord is the same as my username, but you will go ignored unless you message or send an ask here first! Otherwise, I'll assume you're a bot or scam

Writing example below

A fire roared under the metallic sky. Staving off the cold cold air. Three figures were vaguely gathered around the campfire

A 6ft bright blue lizard and 3ft pink moth chatted away. The rogue was working to make their rations into something— good, he wanted it to be at least! The warlock just watched as he generated salt from his fingers, with a pulsing organic magic A playful cheer erupted from the moth! They shoved and shoved in their coat, before throwing out a bunch of glittering gold confetti over the two Laughs were shared

“Be quiet. Please— we don’t know what may be with us, or where we may be.”

A larger entity spoke with a deep, raspy voice. Flame flickering in his small lenses. Wings engulfed the reddish form. Covered in odd religious vestments, with a moon shaped sickle at hip

That quieted the lizard, though the moth gave a groan as he flopped himself upon the ground

"Do we really gotta? We've been out here for- who knows how long, and nothings appeared yet?"

"Yet." Sighed out. Finally accepted by the moth, with a grumble

[gmmtv-bl-tournament-but-evil]

I hope today is great day for you~ or tonight. Gotta cover that ~timezone~ gap

Still daytime where I am! Thank you so much, I know we have our differences but I appreciate your kindness 😂❤️

Hope you're also having a great day/afternoon/night!!!!

[thestalwartheart]

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[tkuhnhackl]

Ben Davies Gets Ready For Dortmund Tie //  04.03.2019

[nako-doodles]

not an exorcisim lmfao im really cracking up, but yo you are so bold for going around alone in a foreign city alone jfgjf but ok i thought you were just a deep sleeper but you REALLY cant wake up... so question, how /do/ you wake up if not for alarms?? lol

honestly she was so valid if someone blasted a random cult shouting CARELESS CARELESS NO ONE WHO CARE ABOUT MEEEEEEE at a sleeping person and they didnt even stir, i would have assumed the devil got them too 😔😔😔

[thunder-at-dawn]

June 1st

HI I KNOW JUNE 1ST WAS YESTERDAY IN MY TIMEZONE BUT...THIS TOOK LONGER TO WRITE THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD SORRY ANYWAY HELLO I AM PARTAKING IN THIS EVENT.

Word Count: 978

Prompt: Soft Things

Character: Karl Jacobs

warning: this is a sfw tickle fic! don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable :]

“This is so soft...where did you get it?”

Sapnap looked at his husband, grinning softly. “Oh, I just found it in the closet.” He nodded.

The two of them had the whole night to themselves. It was starting to become more of a common occurrence, with Quackity starting to fade out, more and more out of the blue. The two of them had missed their other partner, but didn’t necessarily mind having the extra time alone.

Karl and Sapnap had found themselves making lots of new memories recently. Just the other day, Karl had found a newborn poppy in the dirt as the two of them were going on a walk, and Sapnap couldn’t help but smile as the time traveler relished in it’s beauty. Another time, Karl asked his dear husband to teach him about combat, wanting to learn more in case he ever had to defend himself. Despite every small scratch and bruise, Sapnap would always make sure to care for him, and patch him up if needed.

And tonight, the two of them were snuggled up next to each other on the couch, watching a movie. It was some sort of science fiction film, and Sapnap had quickly picked up that it was one with quite a hard plot to follow. There were weird mechanics with time travel, an uncanny amount of plot holes, and he had gotten lost within the first twenty minutes. However, Karl was enjoying it, and that was what mattered in his eyes.

Karl had always been a touchy, affectionate person, while Sapnap was more distant, and Quackity was the perfect middle ground. However, as Sapnap had spent more time with the two, he found himself warming up to them and their touchy behavior, often leaning into their hugs and head pats and back rubs. A perfect example was right now. The two of them were snuggled up under a large, soft, purple blanket that had been found in the closet, with Karl leaning his head into the nook of his husband’s neck.

“This blanket is so soft...” Karl murmured, readjusting his position underneath it, snuggling up closer to Sapnap, who simply smiled and stretched his arm around him to pull him closer.

“I know, you’ve only said so eight or nine times.” He rolled his eyes with a grin.

“But it’s truuuueeee...” Karl whined. “It’s so...” He paused to take a moment and yawn. “It’s so sooooft...and warm...”

Noticing the other yawn, a question arose to Sapnap’s mind. What time even was it? He looked over at the clock on the wall, shocked to see the time. “Holy shit, it’s nearly two in the morning...” He mumbled to himself, before turning his attention back to Karl. “You getting tired, darling?”

“Noooo...I gotta see how...” Karl yawned once again. “See how the movie ends...”

“Awww, c’mere.” Sapnap said quietly, pulling Karl closer towards him and resting a hand on his neck. “We don’t have to finish the movie, you know. We can finish it tomorrow.” Karl shook his head and he simply smiled, starting to move his resting fingers in circular motions. What he didn’t expect to hear was Karl softly giggling and leaning further into the crook of Sapnap’s neck.

“Karl?” He asked, continuing to lightly flutter his fingers around the side of his neck. Karl, still leaning his head into the other’s neck, giggled more as he squirmed around. “Sahahapnahaaaap!” He said quietly through soft giggling.

Oh. So that’s what was going on. Sapnap caught on quickly, fluttering his fingers around some more before moving back to soft traces. A full smile was now on Karl’s face, happily accepting the soft touches that his lover gave him. Sapnap was now grinning more too, this encounter putting him in a little bit mischievous mood. As he leaned into the touches, Karl failed to notice Sapnap’s other hand sneaking under the blanket, but was definitely aware of it when he suddenly felt fingers softly scratching right where his side and stomach met. He flinched and let out a yelp, quickly falling back into more giggles.

“NoHOhoho, sahapnahaHAp!” He squirmed around, sinking down and leaning his head into the other’s chest as he laughed softly.

“Ticklish, Karl?” The other raised an eyebrow upwards, a small smirk gracing his face. When Karl shook his head, he chuckled, continuing the touches with both hands. “Aww, adorable.” He mumbled softly. When Karl heard that word, he blushed and quickly hid part of his face in his hoodie, and sunk underneath the blanket partially.

“What’s so funny, Karl? I’m barely touching you.” Sapnap grinned.

“Nohohohooooo, yohou knohow why I’m lahauhughihing!” Karl retaliated, his voice muffled from hiding it under layers of soft fabrics. Eventually, Sapnap slowed his hands down to a stop, planting a light kiss onto Karl’s forehead and holding him in his arms.

“You’re meeeeeaan...” Karl said, still giggling a bit as he yawned once again.

Sapnap yawned along with him, leaning his head into Karl’s. “You love it.” He teased, growing amused when he saw Karl growing red. He lazily grabbed the remote, turning the television volume down, ruffling the other’s hair. He could tell he was starting to fade fast, but Karl was fading faster.

“Goodnight, darling.” He said quietly as Karl fell asleep in his arms. Sapnap pulled the soft blanket over the two of them, it was starting to fall off of the couch after the light roughhousing between the two of them. He patted it down, making sure that both he Karl were covered by it as much as they could. Surely, it would take a while for him to fall asleep, but he had nothing to do, other than feel the warmth of both the blanket and his husband.

Little did Sapnap know, he wouldn’t stay awake long enough to see his other lover walk through the door.

[acaplaya-musings]

Classical Chaos - thoughts and commentary

Okay, so as I said in the post before the Premiere debut, this list of thoughts is made after watching the early access release video on Patreon (except for this beginning bit, which I'm typing up beforehand). There's a chance that the public release might have a couple of edits, maybe some additions or alterations, and so if so, I might mention those in a reblog, but basically I couldn't pass up the opportunity to actually have a post scheduled and ready to go quickly after the Premiere (instead of multiple hours later, due to y'know, timezones and stuff).

So yeah, I watched In The Hall Of The Mountain King for the first time like 8ish hours ago (though by the time you're reading this, I've seen it a few more times, plus a few reaction videos and my Voiceplay Visuals post of course), and now I'm as prepared as I can be to watch this! Oh and here's the thing: because I'm watching from an early access release, I don't yet have all the credits info for it, though I'm guessing a lot of it is same as ITHOTMK? So like Layne having done the arrangement, Nick Underwood and Renette Feren having done the makeup/prosthetics, that sort of thing. Hell, I don't even know the proper title! The "working title" for it on Patreon right now is "Classical Hell" (amazing). One of the tags on the post is "Bach", but I don't actually know what the specific piece will be, and to be fair, even if I recognise it, there's a very slim chance that I'd even recognise it at all anyway (ADDITION FROM FUTURE ME: yes, the public video description has a list of the classical pieces used, but the Patreon early access video has no such thing, so this arrangement really was a complete surprise for me).

But enough beating around the bush, time to watch this so I can list my thoughts! (Put below the cut because I've rambled enough already)

Okay, starting off with Grundel!Eli looking at a spellbook? (Yeah they're playing creatures named "Grundels" apparently) I gotta say I am very much HERE for the Sorcerer!Eli validation

I was planning on just putting all my thoughts here after finishing the video, but brain went "nope, type them as you go so you don't forget!"

Hang on have their character designs changed a teeny bit? Grundel!Layne's horns are green now, not orange? (Also Geoff looks more blue but idk I could be wrong)

(Maybe I'll find out when I watch the BTS - maybe they didn't still have all the right costume bits and had to find new stuff, idk)

Wait is this a classical music medley? It's honestly gonna be so funny if I was technically half-right in my prediction 😂

Holy goddamn Rachel looks amazing. Giving me Elvira vibes ngl

Okay yeah Cesar's face definitely looks more "normal" here compared to Mountain King, big ears and red face paint notwithstanding (actually it might at least partially be because he's currently beardless)

First of all, even with the ridiculous getup, Geoff's subharmonics are absolutely chefs kiss. Second of all, the sudden unexpected switch from Geoff with the spellbook to Layne with the spellbook, and accompanying tone shift is totally reminding me of the Little Mermaid Medley, which is double funny because Geoff was blue in that one too! 😆

Also omg I just realised Layne is "singing" the Blue Danube, which is hilarious because well, see the above point

(And it totally is a medley! Layne! How the hell did you come up with this? (and I'm counting this as a half win in predictions btw))

Oh and btw I gotta give a shoutout to the fire in the video that operates in the same way the cauldron did in Mountain King - it glows in the colour of whoever is taking lead (so like blue for Geoff, orange for Layne, etc)

WILHELM SCREAM! YES! It always makes me so happy when I hear it included somewhere, it's always hilarious

(Also I'm only halfway into this video my god)

Ooh Fur Elise! Also was that Toccata and Fugue or something like that way at the start? (Geoff used both in his Monster Mash cover)

Omg Cesar pulling an Ursula and stealing the others' voices I CAN'T 🤣

VoicePlay how dare you make me love this video so much! 😅😂

Aaaaaaa Thus Spake Zarathustra! (I was thinking earlier this afternoon about what classical pieces I know that might get used in this, and I ended up looking up the name of this one because it was on the tip of my tongue)

I stg if they somehow work Chopsticks into this I'm gonna freaking lose it.

Omg the Can-Can! Or whatever its proper/original title is! (ooh maybe they might also do William Tell Overture?)

AAAAAAAA the callback to Mountain King! (Also what in the literal hell are the guys chanting?)

(Also my god these special effects are off-the-walls INSANE)

Okay WOW. I was not expecting to enjoy that so much! That was a wild ride, and I genuinely do wanna watch this again. And the arrangement is a jam? Like damn go off y'all!

ADDITION FROM FUTURE ME: So when I was watching this video I was like "omg I need to do a Voiceplay Visuals post for this", which meant I had to do a V.V. for Mountain King first, which I've just finished making as I'm typing this bit. I'm waiting till the public release of the video to make a V.V. post for this one, just in case there are any visual tweaks/additions/alterations made (and also YouTube allows for frame-by-frame scrubbing, whereas Patreon does not). But here's the thing: this video is 5 minutes long without credits, and there's a lot that happens in the video. Tumblr's image limit for a single post, however, is 30 - that's only 6 images per minute of video! So I think I might have to do a two-part Voiceplay Visuals, like I did for the Boy Band Medley. Either I make them two separate posts, or I just stick the second part on the first part via a reblog, idk. That probably won't be coming for a day or two anyway, but until then, seeya later!

[takaraphoenix]

Ofc I'm excited for the new chapter phoe, I am so starved for Jason content that even the suggestion that I'm going to get some (esp QUALITY Jason content like urs) makes me unbelievably giddy and I'm fr checking my phone to see when it's gonna be update time in ur timezone 🥺✨

Oh gosh, you're so sweet. Your messages always delight me a lot and since Jason took kind of a backseat today in favor of the build up of the secret reveal, yooou get a small, Jason-focused flash-forward into their future. ;) also because I actually have time to write again fdklghaöklh

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Sky-blue eyes were large as they quickly flew over the words in front of him. His mouth was in a small oh-shape as he absorbed every little bit of information that was given to him. And then it just ended.

To Be Continued...

No, no, no. That couldn't possibly be! This was too exciting, it couldn't just end like that! His sister next to him made a squealing sound as she also reached the ending. She grabbed the comic book out of his hand and tried turning the page, hoping against hope there would be more.

"No, no, no," she whined frustrated and threw herself back onto the bed.

After a moment, her brother mirrored her. The two groaned and whined until their current babysitter walked in, a frown on his face. He brushed hazel-hair out of his face.

"What's gotten into you lot?"

"The comic ends, uncle Tyson! It just ends! And the next issue won't come out until next month, but it just got really, really exciting!" he heard his sister complain.

"Grace is right! This isn't fair. Cliffhangers are unlawful and inhumane!"

Tyson laughed and approached the bed to sit down between his niece and nephew. "I think I gotta talk to your parents about your definition of unlawful and inhumane, Jacky."

Jackson huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, pout in place and sky-blue eyes dark like a brewing storm. When it darkened in the room and rumbling could be heard from outside, Tyson frowned concerned and cleared his throat.

"You guys do know that you could just... ask your parents, right? They were right there. They know exactly how all of this unfolded," offered Tyson.

He took the comic-book - issue 13 of The Adventures of the New Olympians - and closed it to hold up the cover, where Jason di Angelo was standing heroically in his Blue Lightning uniform, fighting a giant space-octopus. Jackson frowned and turned to look at his sister.

"I dunno", admitted Grace. "Dad is like... dad. Not Blue Lightning. Dad sings bad old boyband songs in the shower and steals daddy's blue cookies and baby-talks to Mrs. O'Leary."

"Yeah. These comics are totally fiction, uncle Tyson", agreed Jackson seriously. "Dad's a total dork, not a superhero! He isn't like daddy and papa."

Tyson huffed a little at that, fond smile on his lips. "He isn't now. But when push comes to shove, he always got our back in a fight. Because he could never bear standing aside if his family gets hurt. Go and ask him about it, mh."

"Tyson? Where are you?", called his wife from somewhere else. "Jason is here to pick up the kids!"

"Ah, your cue, pipsqueaks", Tyson grinned and ruffled both their hair.

Grace quickly grabbed her Wisdom Warrior doll, while Jackson took the comic book, both kids quickly running out the room and downstairs. Grace just lept off a few steps before the end of the stairs, jumping straight into her dad's awaiting arms. Jason was smiling softly, hugging her tightly. Her blonde curls bounced as he whirled her around once.

"Hey there, kids. Had fun with uncle Tyson and auntie Ella?"

"Ye--es", chorused Jackson and Grace.

"Thanks for watching them, guys", Jason turned to offer Tyson and Ella a small, grateful smile. "With Perce and Nico still in Canada about that... maple syrup fuled robot apocalypse... it's been kind of stressful. And then Thabi got into trouble at school and-"

"No need to explain, or to thank us", assured Tyson, patting his brother-in-law on the back. "That's what brothers are for, Jay. We got your back. Besides, we love those two."

With a last smile aimed at the couple, Jason herded the twins out of the house and toward the car. He made sure their seatbelts were fastened before he got in the driver's seat and started the car. In the rear-mirror, he could see the twins whispering with each other, but neither speaking up. He decided against asking, for now. They'd tell him whatever was on their minds when they were ready.

Once at home, both of the kids ran off to their rooms and Jason was so busy with things around the house that he nearly forgot about the kids' strange behavior. That's what they got for having a ridiculously big house and stables, but then again, they did need the grounds to allow their companions enough space to roam free. He'd just finished feeding Tempest and Blackjack when the twins suddenly stood behind him, serious, matching frowns on their faces.

"We have come to the agreement that we should ask you", declared Grace.

A nine-year-old with pigtails had no right to look this serious. Jason smiled a little at that, nodding and waiting for more.

"We know that daddy and papa are superheroes", continued Jackson as the three headed back toward the house. "But you aren't! You're just... dad. Right?"

"Ouch", Jason huffed out a little laugh. "Just dad, huh?"

"I mean, you're normal, like us", corrected Grace with a frown, motioning at the posters at the walls when they entered the living room. "You're only a hero on the big screen! Not in real life!"

The smile on Jason's lips turned more nostalgic. His dorky, dorky husbands had decided to plaster every wall that wasn't filled with family pictures with posters of his movies. Right now, Grace was motioning very decidedly at The Twelve Tasks of Hercules. Hercules was his most popular role, a fictional superhero clearly supposed to be the son of Zeus but never actually name-dropping Zeus in the movie series. Or the spin-off TV show. It had spanned a whole cinematic universe about fictional superheroes after they had introduced Theseus, a water-powered superhero who was a thinly veiled homage to Percy, in one of the movies. Theseus got his own solo-movie, then a sequel and over the years, they had established more and more heroes in this universe. Jason was so incredibly proud of it, not just because he played the hero who started it all, but because he was also creatively involved; he had pitched the character of Theseus.

Sitting down on the couch, he let his eyes wander just a little. A poster of his first big breakout role as Jace Herondale in a TV show adaptation of The Mortal Instruments... naturally, Percy had chosen the poster where Jason posed shirtless, showing off the runes.

"What do you want to be when you grow up?", asked Jason softly.

"I wanna take over granny's bakery", declared Jackson with a puffed-out chest. "I'll learn all of her recipes and become the best baker in all of New York."

"I dunno, dad. I'm nine", huffed Grace with a pointed look. "Maybe I'll become a great fashion designer like auntie Silena! Or a teacher like auntie Annabeth. Or president. Or astronaut. Oh! Or doctor."

"Okay, okay", Jason interrupted her, laughing. "But neither of you wants to become a superhero like your dads?"

The twins exchanged a silent look before shaking their heads and Jackson answered. "No. It looks scary. It looks cool to watch but I'd be super scared."

Jason nodded slowly. "But if Gracie was in danger, like really, really scary danger, what would you do?"

"I'd help her!", exclaimed Jackson immediately, grabbing his sister's hand.

The smile on Jason's lips grew some. "Being a hero is really, really scary and really, really dangerous. And I never-ever wanted to be a hero. I'm not as brave as your dads when it comes to that. But when there is something very big and dangerous that your dads can't handle on their own, I'll put my own fears aside. Because you know what is just... so much scarier than being a hero? It'd be if something happened to your dads. And I couldn't help."

He knew their kids were under no illusions; they knew Nico and Percy led dangerous lives and they knew something could happen to them. Nico had already been hospitalized for a longer period of time a few years ago.

"So when they really need me, I'll be very brave to help them."

"So... So this is really real?", asked Grace softly, holding up the comic-book.

Jason snorted a little at the extremely overdone hero-pose he was striking on the cover. "It's... more or less real. There's some... made-up stuff there, because those who write these comics, they only had the news coverage to go by, they weren't actually there when we met in private and planned and talked. But yes, that happened."

Jackson straightened up at that and took the comic from his sister to open it on the last page, putting it down on Jason's lap and very decidedly pointing at the To Be Continued in the lower corner.

"How's it end!?", asked Jackson eagerly. "We don't wanna wait!"

"Ye--es! Did you save the day? Did you rescue daddy when he got abducted by the alien octopus?", wanted Grace to know, eyes large.

Laughing to himself, Jason leaned back against the couch and opened his arms, both his kids immediately snuggling up to him and eagerly awaiting the story. Jason wasn't the greatest story-teller in the family, Piper was the author, but he did his best to actually tell the story as exciting as possible. He talked and talked for over an hour and by the end of the story, both twins were deep asleep. Asleep on him, not giving him a chance to move from the couch either. Though he was tired too, so he closed his eyes, just for a second.

"I'm de--ead", groaned Percy softly and something shifted.

Jason blinked sleepily, turning his head toward the source of the voice. His face lit up when he saw Percy snuggled up to Grace from behind. When he turned toward his other side, he saw Nico behind Jackson.

"I'm sorry we were both gone, amore", whispered Nico as he leaned over to kiss Jason sweetly. "It was an all-hands-on-deck situation..."

"You don't have to explain", Jason smiled faintly. "You're the leaders of the Olympians. They rely on you. Especially now with all the newbies, they need your guidance."

"Yeah, but we promised you we'd step back some", Percy sighed frustrated.

"You can't control when a weird Canadian wants to start the robot- apocalypse", Jason chuckled amused. "I'm proud of you both. And you have been stepping back a lot."

Percy hummed in agreement, eyes slowly closing as he rested his head on Jason's shoulder. Within moments, he was out cold. So the entire family was going to sleep on the couch today, mh?

"How did your meeting go?", asked Nico, sounding sleepy.

"Good. I mean. Really good. The studio is still so stubbornly thinking that female superheroes won't sell, but we finally pushed through. We got the Helen of Troy spin-off greenlit", replied Jason with a puffed out chest.

Nico smiled at him, kissing his cheek. "Good. I'm proud of you."

And then he yawned and snuggled closer to Jason. It filled Jason with warmth to just sit here, with his husbands and children, in their home. Safe and happy. Yes, he worried for Nico and Percy when they were out there, but he also knew that this was their dream and they loved their job. And ever since the twins had been born, the two really had stepped back, leading from the headquarters and training new heroes, only going out themselves if it was an emergency and the others needed help. Jason couldn't be mad about that, wouldn't want to be either, because he could never resent his husbands for living their dream - they had, after all, always supported Jason and his dream. Even when Jason would be in another country for months filming a movie, they never complained, they took care of the kids and were proudly at his side during the premieres.

"I love you two", whispered Jason, carefully kissing the top of Nico's head on one of his shoulders and the top of Percy's head on the other. "My heroes."

[buckysmischief]

pinch me, i'm dreaming

Scott Lang x reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: A trip to San Francisco reveals a side of Scott you didn’t know about

Warnings: language, fluff, a little angsty if you squint

AN: this is for @starspangledseb​ ‘s writing challenge, sorry it’s so late. I hope you like it 💙 prompt is bolded

Masterlist

“I just don’t see why we have to stay with Scott.”

“We can’t stay in San Francisco and not stay with Scott, Yn, that’s just rude.”

“Come on Sam,” Bucky chimed in, “you know why she doesn’t want to go.”

“Oh, yeah, you’ve gotta thing for tic tac.” Sam knew what he was doing, and you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction.

He wasn’t wrong though, you do have feelings for Scott, but he was with Hope and you weren’t a homewrecker. It was pretty easy to suppress those feelings when you lived on the other side of the country, what were you supposed to do sleeping under the same roof?

“I will put this jet so deep into the pacific, don’t think I won’t.” You had two options: suck it up and act like a normal person, or possibly set yourself up to get your heart a little broken.

If you didn’t already know for a fact you were going to embarrass yourself, things might be different, but things just happened when you were around Scott. Like the time Sam had a dinner party and was passing out the food, Spaghetti had fallen in Scott’s lap and for whatever reason you jumped to help. Hope had walked in while he was unbuttoning his flannel and you were gripping his bicep, just trying to get him cleaned up.

“Don’t think too much about it, Yn.” Bucky tried to calm your nerves, but it was too late for that. “Just say you’re tired from the mission and flying and just go to bed, I’ll even sneak you some food later if you want.” It wouldn’t be a lie, and if Hope was there it would probably be for the best.

Unfortunately though, Scott seemed to have other ideas.

“Hey guys, hey Yn.” He always seemed to be smiling, but you could have sworn it got a little bigger after saying your name. “I figured you guys might be hungry so I ordered food, it just got here maybe five minutes ago.”

The table only had four places set, so Hope probably wasn’t there, but Sam couldn’t resist himself, “Is Hope not here or-”

“We broke up a few weeks ago, it was a mutual thing.” He was answering Sam, but his eyes kept darting to you.

“Mutual?” Sam asked, knowing there was more.

“Okay, so maybe it was more my decision.” That got your attention. “She didn’t fight it though.”

The possibility of Scott being single wasn’t anything you considered before, but now it was mind consuming. So much so that you didn’t notice everyone was done eating until they were getting up from the table.

Bucky had mentioned something about watching a movie, and by the time you got to the living room the only seat left was on the loveseat next to Scott. There wasn’t a doubt in your mind that Sam and Bucky did it on purpose. Now that Hope was out of the picture, nothing was going to stop them from messing with you.

“I thought you might want a blanket,” he whispered as you sat beside him. With a smile you thanked him, but warning him it might make you fall asleep before the movie really even got started. “I can sit on the floor if you want to lay down-”

“Please don’t..” The words came out desperate and whiney, thankfully Bucky and Sam didn’t seem to notice. Scott smiled and covered you with the oversized blanket. Gathering all the confidence you had, you gestured for him to cover up too. It was cold inside, and it wasn’t fair he was the only one without a blanket. Just as predicted, though, you were asleep before a movie was even picked.

It had to have been after midnight when you woke up. The TV was still on, Sam and Bucky were nowhere in sight, and your head was in someone’s lap. Oh shit, Scott.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep on you..”

“It’s fine, you moved around a lot at first and somehow found your way here.” He looked down at you and moved the hair out of your face. “Go back to sleep.”

He said it so naturally, like this was something that happened between you two every night. For the first time you let your imagination run wild with thoughts of him. Was waking up to him always this peaceful? Was he the type to fall asleep with you on the couch, or would he carry you to bed? Was he even the cuddling type?

“What if I don’t want to?”

“Then you can help me pack up some stuff.”

“What kinda stuff?” You sat up and tried to fix your bed head.

He smirked, “Stuff for New York.” Apparently while you were sleeping, the boys had convinced Scott to get away from San Francisco for a few weeks.

You followed him to his room and picked out his outfits while he got all his Ant-Man gear together. This was the first time you were ever truly alone with Scott and it felt more normal than it should. Nothing felt awkward, nothing embarrassing happened, it was nice.

When everything was packed, Scott shrunk his bags down so they would fit in his suitcase keychain. He could tell you weren’t ready to go back to sleep, even though you both looked exhausted, so he took you back downstairs. “What are we doing?”

“I want to show you something.” He put his hand in yours and led you through the basement and to a room behind a bookcase. It was filled with different suits, gadgets, tools, and a wall of glass that covered the dirt. “I wanted the ants to have their own area that didn’t feel like it was a part of some science experiment, there’s glass tunnels so they can come and go but you should see the colonies they made in the dirt. It’s amazing.”

“It’s beautiful.” You whispered, watching the ants move around the tunnels. “You didn’t show Sam and Bucky?”

“I haven’t shown this room to anyone.” He didn’t move from behind you, but you could see him in the reflection of the glass.

That was the ego boost you needed apparently. You turned around and looked into his eyes, they were tired but focused only on you. “I’m glad that not everyone gets the privilege to see this side of you, then. It makes me feel more special.”

Again he smiled down at you, placing his hand behind the nape of your neck like it was always meant to be there, “Then I know exactly what I’ll be doing the next few weeks.”

“What?”

“Doing whatever I can to always make you feel more special.” How was this not a dream? It’s not a dream… right? “Do you want some coffee?” You nodded and followed him up the stairs, not remembering a time he’s sounded so serious.

Sitting in the kitchen, you noticed the sun was going to come out soon, which meant the boys wouldn’t be asleep much longer. No matter what timezone they were in or how sleep deprived they were - if the sun was up, they were up. Whatever Scott wanted to say, you just hoped he said it before one of them came downstairs and ruined the moment.

He prepared everything in silence, waiting until he handed you a steaming cup with some cream and sugar on the side. “For a long time I knew I had feelings for you, but I didn’t know what they were exactly...”

He paused to take a sip of his coffee and continued. “It wasn’t too long after Sam’s dinner and the spaghetti incident, remember that?” You nodded, slightly surprised that he remembered.

“Well, after Hope and I got back she.. She would get upset whenever you were brought up, like when I got called in on missions that you were on. I didn’t understand until after the rescue mission in Vegas-”

“You were there?” It shouldn’t have been a surprise considering it was a rescue mission for you.

“Yeah, Tony called and said you were kidnapped. I asked him where you were and left without saying anything to Hope, it was like my body was on autopilot.. After I got back Sam called and told me you finally woke up.. that’s when I realized what the feelings were and why Hope was getting so upset, she saw what I didn’t.”

“And those feelings are what exactly?”

“The kind where I’ve been wanting to kiss you since you walked through my front door, the kind that made me stay awake for hours even though I’m beyond tired because I wanted to appreciate every second I had. Sam was dropping hints all night to just make a move but didn’t think you felt the same, I still don’t-”

Before he could finish, Bucky walked in the kitchen and did exactly what you knew he’d do. “Stop rambling, she likes you too. Now just kiss the damn girl and let’s go.”

“DAMN IT Bucky! Don’t you have anyone back in the 40’s you can go back to like Steve did?!” He stood there in shock, realizing he should have just waited an extra five minutes at the top of the stairs.

While you yelled at Bucky, Scott made his way around the kitchen island and did exactly as Bucky suggested and kissed you right there. It was a moment you only thought would exist in your dreams, except for Bucky standing seven feet away and Sam sitting on the stairs giving Scott two thumbs up. It took Sam physically pulling you away from Scott for you to come up for air.

“If either of you mention this to anyone I’ll get Scott to put ants in your ears.” You threatened, knowing they already got the proof they needed.

In the end it didn’t matter though, it took less than an hour for Tony to notice that Scott was never more than a foot away from you. Sam and Bucky’s laughter was all the confirmation everyone needed, but what surprised you the most was money being passed all around the room. “You’re all assholes, I hope you know that.”

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[blooddrop-palace]

Tag Game

( @likelyrowdy Oooh I love these things. Thanks! I don’t feel like this goes good on my main blog tho so I’ll be answering here. <3 )

Nickname: Ruby/Rubi (Actually have a bunch of nicknames but these are the relevant ones.)

Zodiac: Sagittarius

Height: 5’4” (About 160cm ish)

Last Movie I Watched: that Demon Slayer movie.

Last Thing I Googled: what GMT my timezone is in

Favorite Musician: Uhhhh... that rotates a lot... but I guess right now I’m super excited for Riot’s new “Pentakill” stuff. (I gotta say, I love their creative works, even if I suck at the game.)

Song Stuck I’m My Head: Levitating by Dua Lipa. Yep. I know. It’s popular right now. But it’s got good vibes and I need ‘em.

Other Blogs: @rubixa-seraph is my main blog; once in a while I post art. @rubixa-reblog is my “anything goes here” blog. @fireteam-stargazer for Destiny stuff, which, uh... I have not done anything with for a while.

Blogs Following: Oh boy I can’t list ‘em all. I follow anything that interests me, which includes a lot of DMC content yes, but also a lot of other things. Like Destiny. And FF14. And also just a lot of cool artists.

Amount of Sleep: Ugh... I’m lucky to get 7, but I can’t function well on less than 9. So every day I feel like shit.

Lucky Number: Multiples of 3, but preferably single digit numbers.

What I Am Wearing: Jeans and green plaid button-up. Very casual today. 

Dream Job: An office job. An ACTUAL office job. And I’m actually working an actual office job right now. Honestly I have my dream job. The problem? Not enough pay. Absolutely not enough to support a family on...

Dream Trip: Eh. I’m not much for travelling. Done too much of that when I was younger. Been to many places in Northern America and in East-to-Southern Asia. 

Favorite Food: Tough call. Chinese Dumplings is a good answer.

Play an Instrument: Yep. Piano. Used to be a concert-level pianist. But I only played classical. 

Language: English and Mandarin Chinese.

Favorite Song: At the moment, this cover: (Sorry there are no English subs. It’s a song about longing.)

Random Fact: International plane flights across half the globe SUCK. Source: someone who has been on more than 30 of them in their life time. 

Tags: Uhhhh I don’t have a lot of people to tag either, and of course, you are not obligated: @wordborne @kvothethemadman (To be very honest I don’t want to be a bother to my mutuals so if you want to do this please pretend I tagged you and go ahead haha.)