#five nights at fuckboy's 1

[fnafbisperfectlybalancedasalways]

Fuckboy's 1 Random Info #2

In Fuckboy's 1, Golden Freddy is the only enemy to not only resist a state (paralysis), but also have a lower chance of being affected by one (poison).

[danpops]

Lil Guy

Goober

[xasteriiaaaax]

Happy Thanksgiving 🍽 🦃

[frangenda]

FNAF 1 Freddy @ Glamrock Freddy: I want that twink obliterated

[kodaiki]

┊.˚🪩 ༘┊͙ 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 ; ↳ as a rising star in the tumultuous world of hollywood, you're handed a golden opportunity to boost your career – a fake relationship. what your manager forgot to mention? your leading man is none other than satoru gojo, hollywood's notorious fuckboy. easy? well, not exactly.

pairing: fem!reader x satoru gojo tags: smau/partially written; actor/actress!au, fuckboy!gojo, jjk is a live-action show in this au, fluff/angst/humor length: 1/?? note: AAAAAAAAA im a sucker for fake dating, actor au trope. enjoy besties! <3 taglist details: CURRENTLY CLOSED !!

to be added to the taglist, leave a reply on the MASTERLIST post of the smau (this post!)! the capacity is 50 users so pls be mindful of that!

[disclaimer: the way the reader is portrayed is just for the reason of style/posing! this is not what the reader looks like (she should look like however you’d like her to!) just wanted to clarify!!]

PROFILES ↳ y/n's besties ↳ gojo's group ↳ others

ONE – hold on, i'm dating who?

TWO – the deal

THREE – he will be a pain in the ass

FOUR – satoru, don’t be a whore

FIVE – act like you like her

SIX – meeting and matching hoodies

SEVEN – exclusive! satoru gojo’s party

EIGHT – interrupted movie night

NINE – angus disapproves

TEN – the interview

ELEVEN – it’s giving jealousy

TWELVE – breaking out

THIRTEEN – besties united

FOURTEEN – good night, loser

FIFTEEN – the audition

SIXTEEN – try again?

SEVENTEEN – sleepover

EIGHTEEN – sugar daddy

NINETEEN – we’re booked!

TWENTY – lego flowers

TWENTY & A HALF – friends?

TWENTY ONE – in denial

TWENTY TWO – invitations sent!

TWENTY THREE – i’m literally home

TWENTY FOUR – roommativersary party pt. 1

TWENTY FIVE – roommativersary party pt. 2 ─ BONUS – maki and shoko's texts after the party ─ BONUS – texts from shoko and suguru to gojo

TWENTY SIX – two months later…

TWENTY SEVEN – new character unlocked

TWENTY EIGHT – get her a grammy ─ BONUS – y/n's texts with suguru

TWENTY-NINE – sleepovers n skincare

THIRTY – let’s be honest…

THIRTY-ONE – coming to terms

THIRTY-TWO – satoru and y/n being sickeningly sweet

THIRTY-THREE – it’s like a reward

THIRTY-FOUR – worst news ever

THIRTY-FIVE – terrible plan

THIRTY-SIX – daily shenanigans

THIRTY-SEVEN – house sitting?

THIRTY-EIGHT – i have an idea

THIRTY-NINE – satoru’s feelings

FORTY – otp central + kento

FORTY-ONE – left on read

FORTY-TWO – a storm brewing

[lovecla]

IF YOU LOVE ME, LET ME KNOW ; jack hughes.

𖧷 ｡ﾟ･ pair: jack hughes x fmc (sophia, sabrina carpenter face claim)

𖧷 ｡ﾟ･ word count: 38.6k

𖧷 ｡ﾟ･ synopsis: singer sophia montenegro and nhl star jack hughes are fuck buddies, and they’re great at it too. but what happens when they start catching feelings for each other, even after saying they never would?

𖧷 ｡ﾟ･ what to expect: nsfw, strangers-to-friends-with-benefits-to-enemies-to-lovers, fuckboy jack, singer fmc, you fell first but jack fell harder, sophia writes songs about jack!!, shitty ex, angst, happy ending.

— author’s note: this is for everyone who ever thought they’d never be chosen. you will. but you have to be the first person to choose yourself.

nhl masterlist.

— theme song: love is (not) easy by chase atlantic

main female character:

Sophia Montenegro

— “those real moments where i’m just a 25-year-old girl who’s super horny are as real as when i’m going through a heartbreak and i’m miserable”.

— trust issues? yeah. my middle name!

— secretly a crybaby (maybe not so secretly).

— sometimes a slut, sometimes an angel. but always a lover girl!

— shout out to short dresses and mini-skirts. gotta be one of my favourite genders.

before you read:

00. meet the pop star, sophia montenegro;

00.1. how did you end up in the nhl;

00.2. how did you and jack meet;

00.3. your first one night stand with jack (nsfw);

chapters:

1 | chapter one

2 | chapter two

3 | chapter three

4 | chapter four

5 | chapter five

6 | chapter six

7 | chapter seven

8 | chapter eight

9 | chapter nine

10 | chapter ten

epilogue

after you read:

smau | soph and jack supporting each other

extra | have you ever tried this one?

extra | she’s really empathetic, she’d make a great wife.

[nnon0]

J.Jaehyun Fic Recommendations

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[writer-jamie]

| Aphrodite's Spell | Chapter One |

Summary: Aegon was the definition of fuckboy. He didn't care about people's feelings, fucked with no strings attached and used whoever he wanted. He never got attached. Never made friends. That was until he met you online. You didn't know him, nor his family. You were an innocent his family and their legacy tainted. Someone new. Something new.

Warnings: Talks of alcohol and drugs, some slight smut, angst.

Author's note: Welcome to chapter 1. This is basically story set up rather than much of the drama/slow burn. Aegon is troubled and I wanted to set up this part of the story before introducing the reader properly and the romance.

Taglist: @neithriddle @sab-falco @prp-butterf1y

Click here to be added to the tag list!

Divider: @fairytopea

He promised he would be good.

That was five hours ago. He now sat in the holding cell next to familiar faces and the same cops as every week. Drunks, addicts, underage drinkers, random men who never had a criminal record but got cocky with a bouncer and got arrested.

He promised he would be good.

But when did anyone really believe his promises?

"Targaryen. Your sister is here." Derrick shouted from across the cell, opening the door a crack to allow the blonde outside. He stood up with a bounce and walked past the other sorry looking idiots who managed to land themselves here on a Sunday evening. "Same time next week?" Derrick chuckled, passing Aegon his belongings, including his keys, phone and a dragon keyring he kept on his belt for good luck. "Most definitely, wouldn't miss it." Aegon remarked with smirk. He walked towards the front desk, pushing his blonde locks out of his face. Helena stood there with a less than pleased expression on her face.

"One Sunday night, Egg. That's all I ask." She started, slapped him around the head. "One Sunday i'll be able to relax and not have to be bailing you out of jail." She huffed, opening the front door to the station. "Maybe even one day you'll grow up?" She suggested with a slight smile. Aegon rolled his eyes, unsure of what lecture was awaiting him in the morning once news of his arrest made it's way to his mother. He was the disappointment of the family so he was just doing his job really. It made everyone else look good. "Maybe.." He said with a sigh and got into the passenger side of Helena's car. He had sobered up enough to not throw up in her car but still felt the buzz of the nights drinks and drugs. He emptied the plastic bag of hid belongings into his lap, replacing all the jewellery he was told to remove.

His phone started to buzz in his pocket seeing multiple texts from Aemond and his mother.

"Aemond was worried about you." Helena started, causing Aegon to chuckle under his breath. "Seriously Egg, he's never seen you that bad. Not since Dad died." Aegon released his breath, not even realising he was holding it. Dad. God he would be so dissapointed in him. "What's going on?" His sister continued, placing a caring hand on his arm.

"I'm fine Hel, just took shit too far...again." He replied, putting his hand on top of Helena's, reassuring his younger sister that all was well. They spent the rest of the car ride in silence, Aegon leaned back into his seat, watching the lights from the lamp posts whiz past as Helena drove her normal route back to his apartment. Not even fifteen minutes since she picked him up, she dropped him off again.

His apartment was cold when he opened the door. The winters in Kings Landing weren't as cold as in the North but they could be nippy. Aegon didn't bother turning on the lights, just went straight to his liquor cabinet and opened a bottle of whiskey. He started to drink it, enjoying the burning sensation as it went down his throat. Not bothering to close the blinds, or curtains, he collapsed into his bed, whiskey in hand.

"Why is it so hard for you to blah blah blah blah." Aegon pushed his hair out of his face as he lifted his head up off the table, unable to listen to his mother and grandfather's moaning anymore. "Am I done here? I have things to do." He pushed his chair away from the glass table and stood up. "Like what? Nurse a hangover? Or get so drunk you aren't hungover anymore?" His brother joked, raising his eyebrows at his older brother.

"Aemond, not all of us are prudes and can't handle our drink." Aegon crossed his arms before turning to face his mother. "Mother. I will see you tomorrow for dinner." He didn't bother saying goodbye to his grandfather or brother. They were cunts. As much as he disliked his mother, he had the decency to say goodbye to her.

He closed the office door behind himself, leaning against the door to steady himself. He could hear talking from behind the door. Most definitely him being slagged off. But he didn't really care. Aegon stood up straight and walked towards the elevator, pressing the button to the ground floor. "Bye Maria. See you later." He waved to the older receptionist who was bust typing away on her computer. She put a hand up to say goodbye to the young man before the elevator dinged and Aegon left the dragons pit.

Once Aegon stepped outside, the weight from his shoulders was suddenly lifted. He was back in his own head, rather than the Targaryen head. He walked over to his car and hoped into the drivers seat, watching in the rear view mirror as the paparazzi began circling his car like flies around a dead body. He took a deep breath before setting off home.

Aegon returned home, stopping only at a drive thru coffee shop to get his normal order as well as a hangover cure. He opened his door before walking straight into his bedroom and shutting the door behind him. Knocking the empty whiskey bottle onto the floor, he sat on his bed with his coffee and opened his laptop.

Opening his an online chat room he frequented he began to message his 'friends'. A few were online, many weren't as it was a Monday afternoon and many actually had to work for a living. He scrolled through the blog board, looking for anything interesting before he would crawl under his sheets and sleep off the horrible hangover.

Something caught his eye.

Y/N: Can a blonde bitch please come into my life and fuck it up? I'm bored of working and sleeping. I need a man to come and fuck me like a hound. Is that so much to ask?

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Latest fanfics read (firstprince edition) part 5:

(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4)

Two's Company, Three's a Crowd

When David, Henry's introverted beagle is scared of everyone, finding a new roommate becomes a challenge for Henry. But when David's obsession with a potential roommate, the charming Alex comes to light, their living arrangement becomes set in stone. As Alex and Henry navigate their living arrangement, a unique bond forms between them, sparking a journey of heartwarming friendship and eventually, love.

OR

David doesn’t like anyone but Henry because everyone Henry’s around before he moved to the US is awful, except Bea. So Henry’s having trouble finding a roommate. During their roommate interview, David curls up in Alex’s lap and goes to sleep.

When Alex and Henry move in together, David becomes strangely obsessed with Alex. When Alex leaves for school/work, he remembers Henry exists too.

make me your god

There’s no such thing as soulmates. Not for gods.

But then Henry meets Alex, and everything changes.

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, gods and mortals, Soulmates, Immortality

starry eyes sparking up my darkest nights

Any time, son.”

This time, Alex knows it’s not a nickname.

Or, 5 times Arthur and Catherine act like Alex's family and 1 time they become one.

Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, Alternate Universe - High School, Fluff, Coming Out, Alex has ADHD, Found Family, Pining, but very little, Cuddling & Snuggling, Friends to Lovers, Ellen is kind of an asshole

in other words, until eternity (baby, i'm yours)

Henry reaches up and traces Alex’s cheek. Alex closes his eyes at his touch and lets Henry map his face with the pads of his fingers. He brushes over the curve of Alex’s ear, thumbs at the cut of his jaw and the indent of his chin dimple. Alex feels himself practically trembling, half in anticipation and half in response to the tenderness of the moment. His nose is next, then the line of his brows before Henry finally, finally traces the shape of his lips.

---

or: domestic bliss, firstprince edition

speak now (or forever hold your peace)

Then the preacher is saying, speak now or forever hold your peace…

This is his last chance. His heart is beating wildly in his chest, pounding in his ears, he gulps…

A second later, Henry is on his feet, standing tall.

*****

Alex left Kensington when Henry told him. And now, five years since then, Henry is invited to Alex’s wedding.

And you know how the saying goes, “If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it’s yours forever. If it doesn't, then it was never meant to be.”

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Post-The Storming of Kensington Palace (Red White & Royal Blue), Pining, Angst, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Exes to Lovers, Getting Back Together, Angst with a Happy Ending

be my mistake

“So, like, I don’t usually do this.”

Henry raises an eyebrow. He knows Alex’s reputation across campus. Everyone does.

“I mean with guys.”

Oh. Right.

Henry nods. “I won’t say anything.”

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Frat Parties, Drinking, Implied/Referenced Sex, Fuckbuddies, Casual Sex, Sex Without Feelings, Fuckboi Alex Claremont-Diaz

King of My Heart

Alex, as always, is utterly captivating.

He accepts his crown with grace and a crooked grin; it’s a duality that only he can pull off. Alex’s megawatt smile is brighter than the hundreds of multicolored shards of light reflecting off the mirrorball in the center of the room. Henry knows that Alex looks good on stage, he knows that Alex knows that he looks good on stage, and apparently, everyone else knows it as well. Henry thinks he sees a girl faint at the sight out of the corner of his eye.

And yet, no one knows about Alex and him. Everyone in the crowd wants Alex, but it’s a losing battle — Henry already won that fight a couple of weeks ago.

-

Or, When Alex wins Prom King, Henry sneaks him away for a moment alone and realizes that his feelings may run deeper than their clandestine hookups suggest

The Weight of Confession

The careful balance of his time was tipping. He was supposed to be 33.3% Lawyer, 33.3% Spider-Man, and 33.3% Alex... Not always in the order. But yeah, okay, often in that order.

But, that balance had been tipping too far towards Alex time for a few weeks. Which, took away from time as Spider-Man. Then, work got busy, which meant there was less time for Alex to catch up with June... It never ends.

There aren’t enough hours in the day for Alex to feel satisfied in every role. And, June paid the price.

Or: The point in time where a housewarming party and an origin story converge.

part 2 of What's up, danger?

solace in my star(s)

thinking that maybe henry likes being an insomniac because without the darkness of the night you wouldn't see the stars and that's his way of connecting with arthur and then eventually he has alex and he finds the same solace and love in alex

Additional tags: henry fox-mountchristen-windsor needs a hug, depression, stargazing, insomnia, established relationship

i scratch your head, you fall asleep

“Long day?” Henry asked quietly and carded his fingers through Alex’s curls. The other man relaxed heavily into him with another sigh and Henry felt him nod against his leg.

“Long month, really,” Alex murmured. “But we finished prep for a case early today and Marge said I can’t come back until I’ve slept for at least twelve consecutive hours, so. Here I am.”

“Here you are,” Henry echoed fondly.

-

or, alex really, really needs a nap and henry really, really loves him

you don't know the answer (til someone's on their knees and asks you)

“This might be the best one yet,” Henry comments, picking up another forkful of cheesecake and holding it out toward Alex. “Cheers to another successful con.”

They clink their forks, sharing small secret smiles over their free dessert before exiting the restaurant with their fingers interlocked and thanking the hostess, while all the servers watch them leave with hearts in their eyes.

Exactly the way they’d fucking planned it.

---

Best friends Alex and Henry pretending to get engaged every week to get free dessert, until those pesky feelings get in the way.

falling in love (every time i see you)

“Henry, I love you.” He says it without knowing what it means, just that it feels right on his tongue, and Henry’s eyes go wide like he can’t believe anyone would say that to him. Alex would say it a thousand times. He’s just waiting for Henry to say it back.

(or, five times alex tells henry he loves him, one time henry finally says it back)

with all these nights we're spending (my broken bones are mending)

It’s unexpected, and the softness that Prince Henry maintains is a shock to his system.

It makes him want to say something, even if it’s only to ask how his day was or to request an explanation for why he spent nearly fifteen fucking minutes looking at Cupid and Psyche with a forlorn look in his eyes. When he moves on, Alex gazes up at the sculpture and tries to discern the magic that must have captured the prince’s attention, but he comes up with no answers.

Which makes him want to ask more.

But he isn’t supposed to.

----

Or, Alex is the new V&A night guard and Henry is the prince that Alex has been explicitly instructed to leave alone.

[epicmarrowbonesoup]

A snippet of my current WIP

PAYNELAND FANFIC

There are some things in life which are just painfully obvious. Even when youre Charles Rowland and you're drunk becouse you just left a frat party.

The first of those things is that when your best mate calls you, clearly in distress and in need of you. You come. You say hastly goodbyes to your friends, you fetch your coat and you go into the freezing night. You dont correct your friends when they whistle and yell about chicks and fuckboys becouse it would take too much time and again. Youre drunk.

The second obvious thing, obvious even when the alcohol youve drank warms your chest and blunts your brain, is that you've objectivally kissed a lot more chicks then your best mate.

Charles had to knock on his head a couple of times to remember why exactly that was relevant as he was opening the door to their shared dorm. Something about kissing, Edwin had uttered something on the phone... that Thomas bloke again. (The second and a half thing obvious is that Edwin had royally wasted his time on that wanker but Charles had never been asked what his thoughts were)

So Youre drunk. The last time this happened your best mate was high for the first time in his life, expiriencing a bad trip.

The third obvious thing to do then is: Call Crystal.

Charles did so last time with much annoyance and hesitance. She had answered with enthusiasm, Edwin did what? He's kidding her 'couse thats fucking halaroius, of cousre shes bringing the camera.

Charles had dropped down next to Edwin who had looked scared and Charles had been drunk and Edwin had had green eyes.

And thats number four. Accompanied by five, he has nice skin around the eyes. The way it dips, the shadow it creates. Bushy eyebrows. He had been talking about cats.

"Why were you even doing molly, mate?"

But edwin had just continued with more cat talking and Charles had swungs his arm around him until Crystal was barging into their space.

Heres the final sixth thing thats easy to understand, even if youre tired and your steps are wobbly, your head keeps falling down and your words slur together : this is good. Charles likes it. He had invited Crystal to sleep on the mini sofa he and edwin had bought when theyve been moving in and she gladly did so so.

But that was last time.

Still there should always be six easy steps, theyre the rules of the universe.

So, imagine Charles Rowland's suprise when suddunly the 6 rules became 3.

1. Edwin needs him - he comes

2. Charles objectivally has more expirience with a lot of things then Edwin

3. Edwin wants him.

Charles had always sort of thought the third goes without saying, wanting and needing was all so simmilar. Might as way chuck the two in the big rule number one. Not in any of his wildest dreams would there need to be a clarificatiom between the two.

So here is the clarification in real life happening in real time: Edwin using toungue and bloody well too.

[edsforehead]

💛 May/June fic rec list 💛

Some of my fav fics for Eddie Munson 🎸 🔥smut 🗡angst ☁️fluff 🕷️dark MULTI PART

Eddie’s wish by @harrywavycurly Cruel summer(fuckboy!Eddie) 🔥🗡 by @eiightysixbaby Baby, as if(the flashback)(mechanic/drugdealer!eddie) ☁️ by @carolmunson Love language five(dad!eddie x mom!reader) ☁️ by @carolmunson Eddie from Chili’s(waiter!Eddie) ☁️ (Part 1 | Part 2) Conchise(cowboy!Eddie) by @deadboyfriendd Between four walls(alpha!eddie munson x omega!reader) 🔥 by @mysticmunson Do you feel it? 🕷️ by @thepastdied

ONE SHOTS

Prompt: Eddie, enemies to lovers, ‘swallow’ 🔥 by @whoahoney Eddie wearing grey sweatpants 🔥 by @dearest-readers Dark!Eddie 🔥🕷️ by @mypoisonedvine Dark!Eddie 🔥🕷️ by @mypoisonedvine​

BLURBS

Movie night ☁️ by @silent-stories The best babysitter ☁️ by @silent-stories Prompt: Gaze(extremely hot, fluffy smut) 🔥☁️ by @newlips Eddie gets introduced to your cat ☁️ by @myosotisa Small bites masterlist by @carolmunson

[fnafbisperfectlybalancedasalways]

Fuckboy's 1 Random Info #3

Bonnie's Head can be worn as armor in Fuckboy's 1, giving the same amount of DEF as Head and Body Endoskeleton E (64).

[tryan-a-bex]

20 questions for fic writers!

Thank you @bazzybelle and @hardly-an-escape for the tags!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

32

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

38,639 (I started writing March 2023, so this is happy.)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Sandman primarily, lots of crossovers, and one for DND Honor Among Thieves which is not a crossover (The Ring Bear). I also have several done for Fuckboi Dream, but I'm waiting to post them until it is finished (if you ask nicely I might let you see them).

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

King of Night and Prince of Day (based on Nathanwonderwolf's amazing art)

Five Guesses Why Hob is Immortal and One Broken Plate (this is a Scooby Doo crossover; yes, you heard that right.)

Social Media (Delirium delivers a preteen to Dream to raise; it's his counterpart, the personification of the collective consciousness. This was supposed to be pure crack idk why people like it?)

Well... Why Not? (400 words of Hob and Crowley egging each other on to ever greater heights of recklessness.)

Heavenly Hijinks (Hob, Dream and Calliope are stuck in the elevator to Heaven, a Good Omens crossover.)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes! Because I don't get very many and I love them! Thank you to everyone who comments and gives kudos, it means so much! I write for myself, but it helps a lot to know I'm not shouting into the void.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I write sweetness and fluff -- there may be a little bit of angst in the beginning or middle, but certainly not in the end. Maybe you'd like the one that ends in consensual punishment (bdsm fade to black)? The Dragon's Tongue

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

May I bring to your attention The Dragon Rider? All my endings are happy, but this one makes me particularly happy because Dragon!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No. I don't really write anything controversial I think? And I'm not well known. And Sandman fans are kind.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I have attempted but I end up fading to black mostly. My smuttiest ones... Fucking Helm Fucking (Hob and Dream discuss "protection"), The Dragon's Tongue (bdsm scene fade to black), Naga No-Go ("awkward sexual situations" tag), and that one chapter of A World where children won't cry (a Hob and Dream scene in a Spy x Family crossover).

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

Apparently I love crossovers! Space Buns is the first one in my Sandman x Spy x Family crossover series. Five Guesses Why Hob is Immortal and One Broken Plate is the first of my Scooby Doo crossovers. Well... why not? is the most Good Omens of my Good Omens crossovers.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I know of!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Two of my fics came from a tumblr post discussion/based off someone's tags with permission -- Ring Bear with @witheringfears and Well... why not? with Avelera. Several of them are based on other people's art -- King of Night, Space Buns, Butterflies, Halloween, Well... why not? Comic/show character switch, Karaoke, and June 7th, 2389. A couple I commissioned art for: Sometimes when you fall, you fly and Fireflies and a Missing Person! Dinner and a Play I wrote so @carnelianmeluha could cook to it, including several of her requested favourite food items! I've also done art for other people's fics a few times!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I'm not sure I can answer all time, but I love Gaulcienne (Gault x Lucienne from The Sandman) a lot!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I want to write a Sandman x InCryptids (Seanan McGuire) crossover, but I'm not sure it will happen. Just in the mulling ideas stage still.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I enjoy writing dialogue. Sometimes I do a good job making people laugh, or finding just the right words, or characterizing a blorbo just right.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I can't seem to get the smut to carry on (yet?) and I don't write much description. I'm not sure if I just don't like it, or if I don't do it because I can't/am bad at it? Anyway, I'm not going to worry about it, it will come eventually perhaps.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Go for it! Making it clear from context or including a translation is considerate, but really. Doesn't hurt us English speakers to realize there are other languages in the world.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

The Sandman: Pottery (a post-Wake Destruction and Dreamling fic)

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I love all my children! How can I choose? No really. A Quiet Love with Wings is my Gaulcienne series, and I really love it. It gets less attention than the other fics, I think because people sort for Dreamling. Give it some love for me?

[thesinglesjukebox]

ARTEMAS - "I LIKE THE WAY YOU KISS ME"

Last name Diamandis, but no relation to Marina...

[5.13]

Taylor Alatorre: By now, every major underground genre from the past 40 years has its own stereotyped and pornified reboot scene fermenting in some corner of the Soundcloudiverse. Yet it's the very ubiquity of this phenomenon that makes this song's hit status even less explicable. True, there's something slightly novel in hearing the words "hit it from the back" chirped out over a spare post-punk rhythm, but is the primary audience even aware that this is novelty when most of them couldn't define what "post-punk" is? What comes across in the production is a sense of blithe, unbothered coolness, eliding such concerns about authenticity by simply not registering them as concerns. It streamlines the ’80s darkwave sound without ever feeling that pesky postmodern urge to comment or build upon it, placing a hard limit on ambition in order to ward off any potentially embarrassing aesthetic clashes. This is the safe choice, entirely appropriate for a tune that ratifies the dominant sexual mores of its time while pretending to chafe against them. [5]

Katherine St. Asaph: Post-punk, machine-translated into electroclash trash, machine-translated into e-boy scumbaggery. Indie sleaze for people whose conception of that term doesn't come from the original 2000s stuff, nor from accurate nostalgia for it (Meet Me in the Bathroom, are.na), but from TikTok or at best the Aesthetics Wiki. This is not good; I am not good for enjoying it. Extra point for the second-best ass-related quip by a person named Artem(i/a)s. [7]

Will Rivitz: The hook shoulders an immense amount of weight here, the only believably nonchalant and dead-eyed bit of an otherwise purely unremarkable Shein-quality aestheticization of post-punk featuring a true nothingburger of a verse more indebted to G-Eazy's vocal stylings than traditional financial literacy typically recommends. I couldn't tell you exactly which bit of this song tends to get clipped on TikTok, but given the 25 seconds of genuinely compelling material provided by the chorus among two more minutes of dreck I can hazard a guess. [6]

Mark Sinker: A 21st-century William Empson devoting a whole book (348 pages) to the present-day implications of the phrase “from the back”. [9]

Iain Mew: "I'll hit it from the back just so you don't get attached" is so miserable that my enjoyment hinges on how knowing much that is the point. Two minutes of frenzied blankness never really deliver an answer. [4]

TA Inskeep: This is why AI must be stopped. [1]

Alfred Soto: In some places music writers will remark on how this or that song sounds "AI-generated" as if it were a bad thing. "I like the way you kiss me" is what might happen if you and I had access to a couple keyboards and a decent engineer and -- presto! Out spills this mild electrothrob. The bloodlessness is the point. [5]

Rachel Saywitz: Sounds like any hedge fund manager’s / self-starter CEO’s / crypto bro’s / man whose Bumble profile says “I am a strong, athletic man looking for a woman who can keep up with me haha ;) NO ONE NIGHT STANDS”’s idea of sex. “I’ll hit it from the back / Just so you don’t get attached”? Man, fuck off!  [3]

Ian Mathers: Every microgeneration gets the vaguely self-loathing/plausibly deniably "sensitive" fuckboy it deserves, I guess. At least there's some pace here and a certain earworm-y quality. [7]

Andrew Karpan: Dark pop seemingly taking after Belarusian TikTokers Covid-hipsters Molchat Doma? I’m seated, but itchy.  [7]

Leah Isobel: Laura Les and Alice Glass are filing a class-action lawsuit as we speak. [2]

Nortey Dowuona: Toby Daintree is such a vapor. The only thing I could at first dig up was an empty SoundCloud page and a 2024 album from Artemas that has him as the only other producer. And his work seemingly alongside Kevin White, producer of five Bazzi hits and this little gem, has made this record an unlikely hit. As for Artemas, he apparently can do a v good mimic of Billie Eilish, but so could Tate McRae. [5]

Isabel Cole: Not a lot happens in this song, but all of it sounds awesome; the track is every bit intoxicating and urgent as the feelings described.  [8]

Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: Back in the depths of the early stages of the pandemic, I was cooped up in a ludicrously priced, despondently boring Bay Area suburb living with three other people. To some purpose -- to kill time? to find some kind of connection with the outside world? to feel joy? -- we would sit around watching music videos on YouTube for hours on end. No matter where we started -- pop punk, Ys-era Joanna Newsom, 90s R&B -- we would somehow end up at MGMT's "Little Dark Age", a seemingly innocuous track that has somehow become, to a certain slice of a generation, a bigger deal than the three MGMT songs that the rest of the world knows. At the time, I took it to be a quirk of the algorithm, that capricious beast that tech writers have spilled gallons upon gallons of ink over the past decade or so. Now, though, we see chickens come home to roost -- a worldwide hit that's essentially just a sped-up, horny edit of "Little Dark Age." Kind of bangs, though. [6]

Harlan Talib Ockey: Molchat Doma cosplayer regurgitates Wattpad dross. [2]

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[fagbearentertainment]

I somehow avoided seeing the horrors when I was a kid which was a good thing until people stopped taking me seriously when I asked what things meant

Anyway I saw gt live had played dsaf when I was a kid and the word yiff was in the thumbnail and I didn't know what it meant but I had a feeling it was something sexual so I avoided the game like the plague

Maybe that's how I avoided the horrors, my gut is just insanely accurate

~Charlie anon

I got way luckier than a lot of kids bc I think the worst I saw was like the more adult fnaf fangames (five nights with 39, five nights at fuckboys, dayshift 1, etc) and some sexual but not quite nsfw undertale stuff. Very tame compared to what a lot of kids stumble upon

[crumpet-doodles]

Ja naprawde ogladam jak ktos gra w "Five Nights at Fuckboy's" o pierwsej nad ranem. Wow. Poprostu wow. Jest 1:13 i ogladam jak t=ktos gra w ta glupial gre. Co ja robie z moim zyciem.