#for now ima enjoy my ghosts

[beomiracles]

i know i’m not one to talk and you probably won’t care but vaping is genuinely not good for you, be careful but it’s still your choice <3

I know baby and I appreciate you looking out for me <3

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

I found I enjoy the Stiles is best friends with Laura Hale dynamic. Do you have any recommendations?

Hi anon! @kevaaronday made this list for you.

Burn with hellfire in the blue light of midnight by babisays (20/20 | 203,189 | Teen | Sterek) Stiles met the Hale siblings when he was eleven years old. Now it has been six years since he lost his best friend Cora in the fire, and Derek and Laura left Beacon Hills.

Six years was a long time, so he didn't think he would ever see them again, but now he was wondering what the hell was Derek Hale doing back in Beacon Hills.

How We Serve by GrimReaperlover11 (16/16 | 53,280 | Not Rated | Sterek) Stiles is selected to become the servant to Prince Derek Hale.. however his new master gives off total 'Ima rip your throat out, with my teeth' vibes...maybe its a werewolf thing. Nonetheless Stiles hopes he can survive his new life

Sacrifice (Whatever It Takes) by adara, Swlffangirl (7/7 | 38,519 | Teen | Sterek) In which Laura lives, the Hale Pack grows, and Derek finds a peace that he'd never thought could be his. It doesn't come easy, because when does anything ever, but they've got a real shot at it for the first time since before the fire that stole their family and sent their whole lives up in smoke.

My Sister’s Boyfriend by Niecy8 (14/14 | 36,297 | Mature | Sterek) Derek loves his sister very much and is looking forward to seeing her since they haven't seen each other in a while. However, he's not thrilled that she is bringing home her new boyfriend - someone they know zero about. He will be nice but what he didn't expect was how attractive he would be.

Stiles will do anything for Laura. She's his best friend and like an older sister to him. However, this has to be the worst idea she has ever had - pretending to date one another? No one will believe it and it becomes increasingly harder to play the part when he meets her gorgeous brother. 

Or two idiots slowly falling in love with each other with Laura playing a hand in it.

The Ghost of You (It Keeps Me Awake) by StaceyMarie123 (1/1 | 21,477 | Teen | Sterek) She took each step slowly, as if approaching a frightened animal that might spook any second.

“You can see me?” she asked, and her voice was higher pitched that he’d expected. It was a complete and utter marvel that Stiles hadn’t keeled over from shock yet.

He nodded and her face broke into a huge grin.

She had bunny teeth, just like her brother.

…

Or: the one where Stiles accidentally develops the power to see and communicate with ghosts, and there seems to be someone haunting their favourite grumpy alpha.

Samhain by nightlight9 (1/1 | 20,135 | Teen | Sterek) The ghost of Talia Hale has been showing up in Stiles’ bedroom on the night of Halloween for years. Normally their conversations are pretty normal. But when she shows up screaming about how her daughter is going to be killed, Stiles knows that he’ll do anything to prevent that from happening.

Platonic Absolutes by sparkandwolf (1/1 | 7,362 | Gen | Sterek) When Stiles first met Laura, there was no doubt in his mind that their soul bond wasn’t meant to be anything but platonic. He had heard of that happening, that the marks on a person’s body could mean they had a soulmate by any meaning of the word, and was momentarily disappointed that his meant a lifetime best friend. 

Then he realized that Laura was the most incredible woman he had ever met. If it wasn’t for the fact she was very, very, gay, he would’ve fallen in love with her the moment she barged into his life.

A Death Omen Too Strong to Stomp Out by one-fandom-became-all-fandoms (1/1 | 6,668 | Mature | Sterek) The dream had haunted him for nearly a year since moving to New York. With no friends but his therapist to confide in, Stiles raced to figure out what the wintry orchard had to do with saving a life. Accompanied by a mysterious stranger, Derek, Stiles may unravel his psyche before it's too late.

love and soulmates by EvanesDust (1/1 | 1,747 | Teen | Sterek) Derek watched as Stiles looped an arm around Laura’s waist and laid his head on her shoulder.

“Aw, Laur, don’t be like that. You know we’re soulmates…” 

Soulmates? And just like that, Derek’s heart broke. Laura brought home Stiles--perfect and delectable and entirely Derek’s type. Fuck his life because, of course, Stiles would be in love with Laura.

AND

@littlekittio reminded me of this fantastic fic.

Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] by owlpostagain

(1/1 I 17,698 I Teen)

“He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible."

Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.

"Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy."

"Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance."

AND AND

@idoobeg suggested these!

The Cool Kids by thankyouforexisting

(1/1 I 14,375 I Teen I Sterek)

Laura was four when her parents brought home a baby. [...] The next day, she grabbed a basket and put her brother in it. The four month old baby blinked sleepily at her, and she grinned, “Hey, brother. This is for my own good,” she’d heard something like that yesterday at the movies, and it sounded cool. She carried the basket into the Preserve, taking care not to wake her sleeping parents, and walked for a while before setting it gently on the ground. “Animals of the forests!” she cried, “This is my offering to you! Take this baby in exchange for my family’s safety!” // Laura has tried to abandon her siblings 13 times (each), has convinced Scott that life isn't real in 8 occasions, and she's made her parents wish they'd stayed childless about 1000 times, but not really. A story in which little Laura grows up, and learns.

I Hate You a Little, a Lot, Passionately, Not at All by YouRunWithTheWolves

(6/6 I 26,083 I Explicit I Sterek)

Laura has a brother. He's a dick. So Laura gets herself a best friend.

He's also a dick.

or, Laura finds a new roommate to replace Isaac and Derek is ecstatic.

[aqg-arts]

It's my birthday and you know ow what that means

I wish I was drunk and/or 6 ft under!

Anyway, I don't get the chance to procrastinate over my art today and I'm honestly a little shitty abt that.

But, on the bright side, I plan on doing a few things when I've finished this piece:

. Wf art- gonna draw my frames and co, might make a few finished pieces, idk.

. Halofied characters- gonna finish our boy Ghost, start the rest of 141, maybe do a few Star Wars characters and/or wf characters (Natah would be an AI 100%).

. The Giga series- I have a few more Giga Alice things to do, then it's onto Giga Douglas, Soren, Griffin, etc. Master Cheeks won't ever be a Giga cas he lost his virginity.

. More Kalmaya art- maybe redraw her and make some concepts of her team and AI co. Idk yet, but ima have some fun :3

. Firefall- I love this lil dude.

. More book concept stuff/writing- idk yet, but ima enjoy that

That's it for now, see y'all later :p

[shadowaj]

Heya! Welcome to our creepy studio filled with oddities!

Hi and good mourning, it’s me Aj! I’m also referred to as ShadowAj, Shady and RealShadyGhost. I’m a spooky yet silly ghost who draws and such. Here, you’ll mainly see me post fan art of my favorite series, commissions, and OC content (scroll down for more info on this!), as well as memes probably. Most of the drawings I post here will be 2D digital art, but occasionally I may post 2D traditional. I hope you enjoy your visit here!

(Small content warning, although I won’t post anything NSFW, I may post drawings with blood and/or light gore, body horror, and disturbing imagery, so beware.)

Things I Enjoy!

Ok so here I’ll just list off some of my interests so you can get to know me better. Ghosts have interests too!

- General Interests -

Spooky things, which includes horror movies and games, the occult, Halloween, urban legends, things like that.

Mysteries (I love murder mysteries, detective stories, strange and bizarre internet mysteries, and stuff like that)

Coffee (I’m a big fan)

Video Games (I’m bad at them but I still enjoy them…)

Movies (I enjoy going to theaters and watching movies, especially animated films.)

Listening to music (I am a fan of Metal/Rock (Metallica, Pantera, Ghost, etc.) music, as well as Synth. I do also listen to OSTs of my favorite series. A band I recommend checking out is ‘Dance with the Dead’, they are an indie band and mainly do horror synth and synthmetal. (Well, then again, I like any music that sounds nice or is spooky so)

Anime (Which ones? I’ll list them later give me a sec!)

Drawing (This should be obvious I mean I post drawings here but ima include it anyway)

Character Design (this is kinda an extension of drawing but I do enjoy looking at different designs and taking notes on what I can do differently with my own designs.)

Writing (Mainly my OC lore and such)

Collecting Plushies (I have an addiction help)

Theme Parks and Roller Coasters (I love roller coasters)

Cooking (I’m well known for my evil pancakes)

For aesthetics, I am a fan of spooky aesthetics (Wow!), steampunk, gothic (i love gothic architecture…), vaporwave, neon, and others.

-Anime and Games that I really enjoy-

Soul Eater

Danganronpa

Master Detective Archives: RAIN CODE

Zero Escape

AI The Somnium Files

Ace Attorney

Mob Psycho 100

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

Gurren Lagann

Persona (I’m a fake fan I’ve only played the P5 games and I still haven’t finished P4G)

Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective

Kaguya-sama: Love is War

Nichijou

Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Pokémon

Sonic

Chainsaw Man (Again, fake fan, I haven’t been keeping up)

And others that I didn’t list here whoopsie

Original Content!

As I said before, I’ll be posting drawings of OCs, mainly from the webcomic series I’m working on titled ‘Shadow Realm’. I do have other original series and ideas as well, so here’s a little info…

Shadow Realm

Shadow Realm is a 4-part action horror urban fantasy series starring Sophia Alvarado, a Cuban teenage girl who lives in Miami who one day ends up in a different and strange world from our own, and ends up encountering ghosts and gaining powers of electricity. With her occult and coffee-obsessed friend Violet Bellerose and a friendly ghost she meets on the other side dubbed Shady, they encounter different ghosts and supernatural occurrences all across Miami. There’s a lot more to it, but that’s the basic gist of it for now. (It gets very complicated from part 2 onward…)

Kendall Convenience

A small game project that has the player take the role of one Katrina Diaz, a convenience store worker in Miami who works the graveyard shift. This takes place in the same universe as Shadow Realm.

Mystères de Lenoir

Mysteres de Lenoir is a series that follows the protagonist, Stella Auclair, a fresh detective who takes place in steampunk and gothic France during the Belle Époque era. Stella works with André Dupin, at the Dupin Detective Agency, and they solve a series of mysteries, most of which are murder cases.

I have two other series, but those are a secret for now… I will say though that one of them is a western, and the other is a single volume (One-Shot) comic.

Closing thoughts

If you read through all that wow good job you’re super cool and spooky methinks perchance.

Oh yeah, you can find me on other platforms like Twitter, YouTube, Instagram, Pinterest, Pixiv, and Twitch

Even if you don’t have an account there you should still check them out!!!!

ask me anything you have questions about or if you're bored and want to talk!

another thing, i speak English and i can understand Spanish (I'm hispanic and i still can't speak this language it's embarrassing i know )

(also i may reupload this post in the future to add custom graphics, update interests, etc.)

[rleonard9]

so like my friends texted me and they told me that the guy i ghosted apparently told his friends that i was talking to other guys while i was talking to him even though they were my friends and now i’m blocking him on everything bc i know how he is and he’s js gonna start more shit with me and it’s my hot girl summer which i am trying to enjoy but can’t with him and his bs bothering me every second but after this ima js live life and have an amazing summer until freshman year of college comes

-anon with the ghosted problems

as you should have a hot girl summer

(big sister kenz is right for telling you to block him)

[major-fukkup]

1, 11, uhh 17!

Sorry this took forever, I started it and then it got lost in the depth of my drafts.

1. What are 3 things you’d say shaped you into who you are?

Ima go ahead and say it straight up, Metal Gear. The whole franchise in a way but specifically Peace Walker.

Also naturally I'd have to say my best friend @commander-chaoss, as well as the Amino where I met her.

Star Wars, I think, in a way. I watched them in order of release and I always did enjoy them but I don't think it changed me fundamentally as a person until I watched The Last Jedi and heard Kylo Ren say "Let the past die. Kill it if you have to. That's the only way to become what you were meant to be."

11. What do you consider to be romance?

This is a tricky question, as a lot of things many people consider to be romantic can be enjoyed just the same platonically (such as physical affection, even things typically considered more "intimate" like cuddling or kissing).

I think romance should be defined by the parties involved and in the case of fiction, for me personally it depends on how I interpret the involved characters' interactions. It varies by case.

17. Name 3 things that make you happy.

Kitties! I love kitties. My own, my friends', the strays in the trailer park, photos I see online... I love all kitties.

Creating things - art, stories, music, philosophy, anything that comes from the heart.

It's been long enough now, I think I can say it again... Haha Ghost

[pseudonemisis]

I've slowly gotten more isolated this year and have to wait till the next school year to make any in person friends so I'm going to try to make some online friends.

Very sorry if this is weird I'm just trying my best to make things a bit better. Since this is the hyperfixation webbed site ima list Some of my favorite things that maybe you can pop into my messages to rant about to your hearts delight

First will be media in no particular order

- The Magnus Archives

- Sandman

- discworld

- Over the garden wall

- breath of the wild

- Welcome to nightvale

- good omens

- The Umbrella academy

- the stormlight archives

- really most of brandon sandersons works

- she ra

- avatar

- howls moving castle(book and movie)

- the owl house

- ghost files

- Fullmetal Alchemist

- Arcane

- gravity falls

- trying to read some Stephen King

- any movie by Edgar Write or Christopher Nollan

- I'm sure I've forgotten some

Topics I enjoy

- anything cryptid or folklore

- wholesome history

- myths

- urban planning

- weird science facts

- storytelling mechanics

- art

- space

- cosplay

- anything weird that my brain has latched on this week(it varies alot)

That's all I can think of for now. Thanks if you got this far

[unloved-cadillac]

hii ima simp for all ur hcs so i was hoping i could request a bunch of head cannons for chuuya, dazai and tanizaki (and or mark if u can) (separately) with a s/o that has painting as a jobby and sometimes gets paint on their clothes or items. i just got paint on my comfort hoodie so im in need of some hcs. thank u <333

C/n: hi there! Welcome. Aww this is adorable. Thanks for requesting and I hope that you enjoy🤍

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HCs on Dazai, Chuuya and Junichiro with a s/o Who Paints.

Dazai:

Absolutely adores when you paint. And you do it so well too.

He loves to just sit and watch you paint and sometimes will “help” out.

“Zai, I can’t concentrate when you do that.” You say as his lips ghost over your exposed neck. “I’m not doing anything, belladonna.”

He likes to mess with you by putting paint on your face.

But he laughs when you come to him after painting for hours with a bite of paint on your clothes. “Honey, why didn’t you use an old shirt?” “Shut up, I wasn’t thinking rationally!”

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Chuuya:

Hubby is in awe of your skills.

Is also one to just watch you as you work and always asks you questions.

When you painted him on a canvas, he almost cried. Almost.

He has your paintings hung up proudly in his office and room.

“CHUUYA!!!” He hears you yell and he is instantly by your side. “What happened?!” He asks frantically and you look at him with a pout while showing your hoodie. He looks down to see a splash of green paint there.

“You clumsy girl.” He says and kisses your nose. “Take it off. I’ll clean it.” You flush and don’t move. “If you don’t it’ll be there permanently.”

“Yeah I know, but…I’m not wearing anything underneath.” You shyly say and look away. Chuuya leans by your ear and playfully bites your earlobe. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before, angel.”

Cue you throwing paint on his face.

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Junichiro:

This boy is UNDERRATED!!!

Anyway, Juni always hypes your paintings up by braving to everyone about them.

“Yeah, Y/n painted this. You wish you were that talented.”

You painted a Polaroid for him and now he keeps it with him in his wallet 24/7.

As much as you are talented, you’re also clumsy.

He couldn’t count the number of times he heard you scream “GODDAMIT MY CLOTHES!”

He always laughed at you but did clean it for you.

He has lots of paint in his apartment now because of you because you get struck by inspiration anytime.

You’re so talented as your boyfriend is so proud of you.

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“If you feel lonely, I could be lonely with you.”

🖤🤍Thanks for reading🤍🖤

-Caddy.

[astrojoy]

🐞 If you get this, answer with 3 random facts about yourself and send it to the last 7 blogs in your notifications, anonymously or not 🐞

Hey thanks lovely ima try it :3

3 random facts about me

🌈 I'm an INFJ hello there I can be quite eccentric and loud around my loved ones or close friends. I will be the goofiest mf in the room one second and then a therapist 'one with zen' the next. I really relate to my mbti type

🌈 I played in concert band as well as marching band for 3 years my instrument was clarinet until my band teacher picked me to play the bass clarinet (for concert ofc) because he said I was good (surprisingly 😂) I would play Hedwigs Theme a lot randomly in the band room :3

🌈 My psychic mediumship is improving I've had conversations through my mind with angel guides, my guardian angel, a ghost that lives around my house as well as some answers from God after small curious questions (on that last one they were given in different languages like Hebrew or Spanish for some reason but I enjoyed doing research on what the words meant so I actually liked it) either way I'm making progress thankfully. Sometimes if I see pictures of dead people I feel the need to look away, my energy in the past has accidentally connected to some of them, heck I've accidentally contacted a living one right now just by looking at that man's historic activist pictures online. Luckily I found out he's doing good :D

I just tagged 7 folks tbh

@coconuts-coco @darkeros @ygkidling @guxciestone @the-cosmic-gentle-giant @ariesluvz @lemoncakelynx11

[jeyramarie]

Parcel 9- Pogues x OC (part 2)

summary: the pogues adventure turn crazy, scary and happy, all in one second. 

wc: 2.6k

warnings: blood, injury, cursing

a/n: enjoy everyone!! happy reading 🦋

prologue~ pilot~ the lucky compass~ the forbidden zone~ spy games~ midsummers~ parcel 9~ 

Previously on Good Life: 

“What’s going on with you and Pope?”

“Pope?”

“Yeah, he clearly likes you.” The kook chuckled as she placed a curl behind her ear.

“There’s absolutely nothing going on, trust me.” Kie answered as she leaned back onto her hands.

“How ‘bout you?”

“What about me?”

“Like, do you have your eye on someone?” The pogue grinned as Lani blushed, looking away. 

“Maybe.” She smirked and smiled at Kie who smiled back. The kook stood up and held out her hand for the pogue to grab. They walked back to the girls to find Sarah almost asleep and Fallon chopping up the manual.

Lani suggested to play truth or dare trying to put the actual plan in motion, which was to bring the girls together. The game only lasted a few minutes due to Sarah saying stupid things when she chose truth. They felt tired which made them move to the wall of the boat to lean against it. Lani placed her head on Kie’s lap, for her to play with the kook’s curls while Sarah and Fallon sat next to them. 

“Hey, guess what? Would you rather... have… I was imagining you like this just now.” Sarah said messily as she took hair out of her face. 

“It was pretty funny. Would you ima... would you rather… have nipples for eyes or eyes for nipples? Imagine if you get really old and your nipples…” She continued as the girls looked at her all confused, having no idea what she was talking about.

“Your boobs get saggy, and your nipples, if they were your eyes, you could see if your shoes were untied.” The blonde chuckled, making Fallon roll her eyes. 

“Is this your first time smoking or something?” Kie asked, feeling annoyed by her presence. 

“Yeah, you’re acting really pathetic.” Fallon huffed as she stood up, walking to the cabin. 

“No.” Sarah muttered and fidgeted with her fingers as Lani sat up from the pogue’s lap to sit in front of her, facing the girls. Fallon came back and sat next to Kie as they stayed in silence for a while. 

“Girls?”

“Oh my god!” Fallon groaned, feeling annoyed. 

“Enough of the ‘hey girls’ bullshit. Why’d you do it?” Kie said quickly getting upset which caused Lani to place her hand on her leg, letting her know she was there. 

“Why did I do what?” 

“We were best friends, the three of us.” The caramel haired pogue said as she leaned forward to look at Sarah while she talked. 

“We stole beers from your dad’s fridge, we watched movies together, we cried over boys-”

“And the next thing we know, we’re watching you have your little princess birthday party on Instagram.” The pogue said after cutting Kie off, feeling a mixture of anger and annoyance. 

“It was one party.” Sarah muttered as if the conversation wasn’t important. 

“You invited everyone but us!” 

“And then you told everyone that we were the reason the party got busted.” Kie said softly as she shook her head in disappointment. 

“Well, who else would call the cops?” Sarah asked, raising her voice as she looked at the pogues. 

“You never ask, you just let the rumor go… that we were rats.” The curly haired pogues said, beginning to feel sad as she remembered how she felt in that moment. Lani scooted closer to her and held her hand tightly, trying to comfort her. 

“You were our best friend, Sarah and you ghosted us… we don't even know why? Like, seriously, what did we do wrong?” Fallon asked, feeling upset as she pulled her knees up to her chest. After more emotional talking, the girls finally came to an understanding. Everything that went down in the beginning of high school was behind them and Lani was happy to have seen that. 

The next morning the girls woke up pretty early to wait for the boys. They had a small breakfast while they talked about their revenge plan. Lani gathered her stuff, placing it inside her bag when she saw Kie doing the same thing. The pogue looked up and stared at the kook for a while before being interrupted by the boys, causing Lani to walk to the edge of the boat. 

“You forgot your keys or something?” John B asked looking over his sunglasses. 

“Need a tow?” Pope laughed as he stopped the boat next to Heyward’s. 

“Please don't give them the satisfaction that this worked.” Lani muttered with her back turned to the boys as the girls walked towards her. 

“Absolutely not.” Fallon whispered smirking as she leaned over to see JJ. 

“Did you… reconcile your differences?” 

“No.” Kie spat as she crossed her arms, watching as Lani climbed off the boat into the HMS. 

“Obviously not.” 

“But we’re willing to work together.” Sarah sighed as she looked at John B who smiled and high-fived Pope. 

That night they were going to put the plan in motion. They were finally going to go to the Crain house and fetch out the gold. Before they left, they all met up at the Chateau, making sure they had everything ready. Lani went over the list one last time before they left: flashlights, dark clothes, rope, pulley and a grappling hook (according to JJ). They all piled the Twinkie and drove to the Crain house, parking across the road from it. Before they climbed out, John B turned and looked at his friends, stopping them from leaving.

“I just wanted to thank you, guys. Seriously. It means a lot to me that you’re here tonight.” 

“Aww, you went soft John.” Lani said, tilting her head to the side as she smiled. 

“Always.” Kie smiled.

“Of course, man.” JJ muttered tapping the pogue’s shoulder in support. They all climbed out of the Twinkie and walked into the house’s yard. The flashlights were on, guiding them to the basement when the porch light turned on. They all ducked and hid behind some old structure that was covered in plants. 

“Great, she has motion sensor lights.” Lani muttered looking over at the door and getting back down. 

“We could, uh… move very slowly, maybe?” JJ asked dumbfounded. 

“That’s not how it works, J.” Fallon tapped his shoulder with a light chuckle. 

“Let’s throw a rock at it.” He suggested again making everyone look at him. 

“A rock?” The curly haired kook asked, thinking she had heard wrong. 

“Of course, let the axe murderer know we’re here.” Kie whispered.

“Do you have a better idea?” 

“Literally anything but that.” Pope said and turned back to the porch, thinking about what they could do. The bright light turned off, making the teens let out a breath of relief. 

“Oh my god, the breaker. In the circuit box on the porch.” Fallon said looking at JJ who smiled and high-fived her. 

“We used to play hide-and-seek here as kids. And if we were brave enough, we'd go all the way up to the porch.” He grinned as he remembered 9 y/o caramel and blonde haired kids. 

“I’ve seen it.” Sarah smiled. 

“No, no. You’re not going in the house alone.” John B started objecting, causing the blonde kook to laugh. 

“Watch me.” 

“Crain chops people into pieces.” 

“If you believe that but she’s like what, 85?” Sarah asked, looking around at the teens. 

“Yeah, something like that.” Kie shrugged. 

“She’s probably barely still kicking.” Fallon said and turned to make her way to the porch when JJ held her wrist. 

“Hey, be careful. Please… don’t do anything crazy.” 

“Don’t worry, I’ll be careful.” She pecked his cheek and made her way to the porch. Sarah walked behind her some time later while JJ went back to see Lani and Kie making fun of John B.

“Be safe.”

“I’ll be so safe… I’ll be safe for you.” Lani whispered as Pope and Kie laughed. 

“Come on, stop it. I’m gonna kill you.” 

“How will that keep us safe?”Lani asked with a straight face as everyone chuckled. 

Fallon and Sarah slowly stepped onto the porch pointing their flashlights at the wall. The floorboards creaked as they walked closer to the door, not putting too much thought into it. 

“Where are the breakers?” The blonde whispered pointing her flashlight all over the wall and quickly stopped once she saw the cable. Fallon moved her flashlight along the cable, until she noticed it went into the house. 

“Shit… it goes inside the house.” She whispered and looked at Sarah who stared at her with scared eyes. They walked into the house, slowly, following the cable with their flashlights until they stumbled upon the breaker. Fallon opened the box almost immediately and turned the switch, making the bright light from outside shut off.

“Oh my god, they did it.” Lani whispered, staring at the porch and back at the pogues. 

“They did it. Go time.” John B turned and walked quickly towards the basement followed by everyone else. They all piled around the well and moved away to get everything ready. 

“Pope, look. This is C.H.U.D, full C.H.U.D.” JJ said filled with excitement as he moved her arm, signalling at the whole place. 

“JJ, what the fuck are you talking about?” Lani asked, stopping what she was doing to look at the blonde. 

“Cannibalistic humanoid underground dwellers? Have you guys not seen that film?” 

“No.”

“Can’t say that I have.” Kie said walking towards Pope to give him a few more stuff. JJ then moved to explain what the film was about which caused Lani to just look at him in confusion. She never thought that things like that would be going through his head. John B told him to shut up and moved to Pope as he began to ask some things about the depth of the well. They got the rope ready as the pogue sat at the edge waiting for his friends to give him the ok. 

“Guys, I have one request.” 

“Yeah?” The teens asked, looking at him.

“Don’t drop me.” John B descended into the well as Lani nodded. 

“Cool… no pressure…” She walked and stood next to JJ, holding a piece of rope as they moved it slowly. They kept lowering him until he got to the bottom, surrounded by sewer looking water. JJ and Pope kept calling out for him, making sure he was okay. Upstairs, Fallon and Sarah ran from Mrs. Crain was chasing them with a shotgun, even though she was blind. Suddenly, the girls stumbled into the basement, out of breath making everyone turn to them.

“Woah, you guys okay?” Lani asked with worried eyes. 

“Mrs. Crain! She’s up there.” Fallon shouted, placing her hands on her knees as she caught her breath. 

“She tried to kill us with a fire poker.” Sarah held her stomach as she breathed heavily. 

“We gotta go.” Kie said and ran to the bags, getting the flashlights and everything gathered. 

“We locked her in the parlor but we really need to leave.” The caramel haired pogue said, walking to the exit as Kie trailed behind. JJ and Pope alerted John B but when he began to shout the teens went crazy, thinking he was drowning. Everything grabbed a piece of rope and began to pull quickly, noticing that the boy wasn't attached to it. After a few minutes of trying to him out, Mrs. Crain had followed the ruckus and made it down to the basement. She heard voices and pulled the trigger causing a loud bang to echo around the room. 

The teens ran in different locations, trying to cover themselves. JJ tied the rope as Pope shouted down the well, telling John B what to do. They all ran out of the basement and climbed into the Twinkie. Pope and JJ were in front while the girls were in the back, holding the door open for John B. The blonde began to drive as a figure appeared to jump over the stone wall. He ran down the street and threw himself into the van as Lani slid the door close. 

“Oh my god. That was fucking crazy.” The kook said, leaning against the door, feeling tired. 

“Are you shot?” Pope asked, turning his body to the very dirty pogue.

“No.”

“I think I’d know if I was shot right?” Kie questioned, touching her chest but quickly looking down at the boy in disgust.

“Ugh, John B you smell like ass.” Everyone chuckled and began to talk about Mrs. Crain and how she was like Yoda. Lani drifted from the conversation and stared at the pogue who was taking something out of his jacket, it was shiny. 

“What is that?” She asked, grabbing everyone’s attention. Sarah looked down at her boyfriend and gasped, quickly smiling.

“No, you didn’t.” 

“We did it, baby!” John B shouted with a huge smile on his face. The van erupted in celebration and screams until Kie held her hands out.

“Wait, wait, Guys, we’re gonna be rich.” 

“Like full kook rich.” Fallon smiled looking at JJ through the rear view mirror. 

“Full kook, full kook, full kook!” They chanted on the way back to the Chateau. Once it was over they started laughing,feeling nothing but joy. It was quickly replaced with worry once Fallon sat back and winced when her arm touched the cushion. Lani’s head turned to her immediately, watching the pogue holding her arm. When she parted her hand it was covered in fresh red blood. 

“Fallon’s hurt!” The kook said as she moved towards the pogue, quickly helping. JJ’s eyes went wide and looked through the mirror in fear. 

“What do you mean she’s hurt?”

“She’s bleeding from her arm… It’s too deep, she needs stitches.” Lani said loudly for the blonde to hear her as the girls piled around her. Kie looked for the emergency kit and gave it to the kook, making her automatically start working. 

“JJ, how far are we?” She shouted as she opened the kit, making sure everything was there. 

“5 minutes!” 

“I can’t wait 5 minutes, she’s bleeding a lot.” Lani muttered and turned, grabbing two flashlights and handed them to Sarah and Kie. 

“Hold these up.” She put on her gloves and opened the alcohol bottle, pouring a bit on Fallon’s arm. The pogue winced in pain, making Lani look at her with eyes of pity. 

“I’m sorry, I know it hurts but… I-I need to make you better, okay?” Fallon nodded and Lani quickly pressed a gauze on it as the pogue whimpered in pain. JJ sped down the road, getting to the Chateau almost immediately. They got out of the van and the blonde sprinted to Fallon, feeling scared when she saw all the blood. 

“Hold the gauze hard on her arm, okay? I’m gonna get the stuff ready.” Lani said and ran inside the hut, gathering her supplies. JJ sat the pogue down in the dining room, holding her hand the whole time. The kook ran back and moved a chair, closer to Fallon as she tapped J’s hand to let it go. 

“You know how to stitch? H-How are you gonna do that? You’re not even a real doctor.” JJ rambled as he stared at Fallon losing more blood. Kie and Sarah pulled him outside as Pope stayed to help. 

“How do you know how to stitch?” Fallon muttered weakly, clearly feeling scared as Lani cleaned the area. 

“My mom is a surgeon, she has taught me a few things… and I took a few medical classes since I skipped a few grades.” The kook said placing the bloody gauze down and picking up the gloves to put them on. Fallon’s eyes watered as she knew what was happening next. 

“Hey… you’re gonna be okay, I promise. This is gonna be quick.” Lani smiled as she picked up the needle, getting ready to stitch. 

“Pope, get her some pain killers.”

“I’ll be right back.” He muttered and ran off to the bathroom as the kook pushed the sharp end through the skin. Pope came back and gave Fallon the painkillers as Lani stitched up her arm while the brunette pogue assisted. After a few minutes, the stitches were done and the kook placed gauze over it. Then wrapped it with a bandage. 

“All done.” She whispered and stood up, gathering everything that had to be thrown away. 

“Thank you, Lani.” Fallon said with watery eyes as she grazed the bandage with her fingertips. 

“Anytime.” JJ walked in and immediately ran to the pogue, examining every part of her to make sure she wasn't more hurt. Fallon fell asleep on JJ’s bed while everyone else sat around a bonfire with beers, celebrating the Royal Merchant gold. 

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[bastardtetsu]

Oh yay so here's my drabble request!

Character: Suga

Body part: neck

Time of day: 11pm

Spicy 🔥

f!reader 💗

(Also I'm confirming that I'm 20+ so you won't feel uncomfortable writing it!)

eeeee thank you for this request nonnie !! & thanks for confirming ur age, i do appreciate it <3 hope u enjoy !

ima also tag queen suga fucker miss @heauxzenji bc it would be wrong of me not to ;)

—suga + neck + 11:00pm

++ warnings: smut (18+), reader is blindfolded + handcuffed, fingering (coochi AND mouth!), slight overstimulation // wc: 497

warm breath ghosts over the side of your neck, eliciting a shuddered sigh from your parted lips. suga's plush lips just barely graze your skin, teasing around your jugular while his delicate hands reach around to play with your exposed tits.

he’s been toying with you like this for lord knows how long. you can feel his cock tenting in his pants against your ass as you kneel in from of him, back pinned against his clothed chest & feet tucked underneath your parted thighs, completely naked except for a blindfold, a pair of handcuffs securing your wrists in front of you, and a thin lacy g-string that barely covers your aching, glistening cunt.

a sudden tug at your scalp cocks your head sharply to the side, baring even more of your neck to the silver-haired man as he grips your hair in his fist. you gasp in surprise when you feel his tongue licking a wet stripe up the vulnerable skin, all the way to your earlobe, where he begins to nibble gently. the needy sighs slipping through your lips are starting to sound more like breathy whimpers by the second, much to your lover’s satisfaction.

“koshi…” you breathe desperately as his hand finally ventures down between your legs, easily pulling aside the thin garment and exposing your dripping sex.

“hush, angel,” he coos softly against your ear. his other hand moves to press fingers into your mouth, bearing down on your tongue while he starts to play with your neglected, puffy clit. “i’m gonna take care of you, promise.”

before you know it his lips are flush against your neck, sucking marks into your skin while his deft fingers pleasure you from both ends. wanton moans fly uncontrollably from your open mouth and you feel your covered eyes begin to roll back into your head, wave after wave of pleasure washing over you with increasing strength as you careen towards your high. your hole clenches around nothing, begging for a release as his fingers speed up their ministrations, skillfully circling your clit while you gag on the ones being shoved further into your mouth.

the warm, wet sensation of suga’s tongue laving generous circles on the side of your neck is what sends you over the edge. your body shakes in his arms as you reach your bliss, your lover humming contentedly into your neck while his fingers continue their motions until you ride out your orgasm—and then some more, because he just adores seeing you twitch from the slight overstimulation.

drool runs down your chin as he removes his fingers, both hands now coated with your fluids. he brings them back to your chest, circling your nipples with the lubricated digits. you twitch at the sudden chill when the air hits your wet buds, a gasp catching in your throat, still breathless after your first orgasm. suga chuckles lightly, grazing the shell of your ear with his whispered breath:

“that was one."

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[hellotvshowtrash]

Dead Girl | B.B

Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: graphic violence including fist fighting, guns and knives, death, hella sad tbh

Word count: 2.1k

a/n: welcome to a semi part 2 of the fic no one asked for! While this is technically part two to My Girl, this can be read separately. There’s like... one reference to the first one and it’s fine. This fic is based on the song Dead Girl by Baby Snooks! Anyway, like/reblog/leave feedback if you enjoyed!!! Moodboard made my me!

Since you were kids, you, Steve and Bucky were inseparable. You didn't really have the choice with Steve, but, you enjoyed Bucky's presence. Steve watched as your feelings for Bucky progressed, from your first crush, to your first love, to your first kiss. Steve couldn't complain, he loved the idea of his best friend being his brother in law. Until the war broke out, you had talked heavily of marriage with Bucky. He kissed you goodbye the night before he left and you don't know if your heart had ever been more broken.

Maybe Bucky is the reason you followed Steve into the army, or maybe it was because you couldn't bear to let your twin go by himself. Project Rebirth wanted twins for the Super Soldier Serum, and they wanted to see how it affected women. You were the perfect guinea pigs.

After rescuing Bucky to subsequently lose him again when he fell from the train, all you had was Steve. You hadn't felt this sorrow since the death of your parents. Steve clutched onto you as you sobbed, his own tears falling onto the top of your head. "Til' the end of the line," rang in the back of your minds, and you vowed to always be by each other's side.

And that's how they found you, frozen and cold in the dark depths. By each other's side. 70 years is a long time to be frozen, but for you, no one else mattered but Steve. He was all you had left and, as you progressed into this new and advanced world, he was the only person you could truly count on. Even the Avengers, as they called themselves, were a rough group to melt into, to get along with. You tended to your own missions assigned by SHIELD. When it became clear the SHIELD was taken over by HYDRA, you and your twin brother were now fugitives.

You killed me on the inside

You pretty parasite

Ate me alive

From the inside

Everything came to a head that day when you and Steve were running from HYDRA. Natasha had stuck with you to clear out citizens, while Steve had tried to distract the notorious Winter Soldier by misdirecting him. Steve’s efforts proved fruitless. The assassin’s sights seemed to be set on you.

After rolling away and sprinting down the street, you and Nat were trying to clear the avenue of civilians. Bullets flew past you as the Winter Soldier marched in your direction, shooting after you. The two of you met up behind a car and crouched, devising a plan.

"You get as many civilians out of here as you can, I'll hold him off. He won't stop, so keep running," you instructed her. She tried to protest, but you stopped her before she could, "just do it."

You stood as Nat ran. You looked in the direction of the assassin heading toward you, his prey.

Crawling thru my veins

Preying on my pain

You began your stride toward him, running headfirst into battle just like you always did. This ghost of an assassin was relentless, and he seemed to only be after you. It was your duty to protect these people and give the Winter Soldier the fight he wanted. You pulled your handgun from its holster and fired off three shots aimed for the man's chest. You were confident in your aim, but he kept coming, seemingly unaffected by bullets, and for a moment, you second guessed your shots.

He lifted the automatic rifle in your direction and fired off a volley of shots at you. You rolled out of the way, crouching behind a car again. You breathed heavily, squeezing your eyes shut in concentration.

When the firing stopped, you stood again and ran full sprint toward him, lifting your own pistol to fire a shot in his direction again. You fired the shot as a distraction before reaching him and jumping up and spinning, wrapping your legs around his torso and neck in an effort to pin him down. You used your momentum to flip him onto the asphalt, landing crouched on your feet next to his head as his gun skidded across the rough ground. You moved quickly, straddling his chest and pinning his arms beneath your knees. You managed to land two blows to his face before his non-metal arm snaked its way up your waist and made you freeze. The action was so familiar, so ingrained. But there was no possible- you were shoved to the ground before your thoughts could come together in a coherent string of consciousness. The soldier had thrown you off of him as he stood and reached for his weapon. You scrambled to kick it away.

You let out a yell as the assassin stomped your leg under his boot. You snarled and pulled a dagger from its sheath on your waist, slashing at his leg from the ground. He stepped back to dodge your attack, giving you the opportunity to stand up and face your attacker. The Winter Soldier was more than a worthy opponent and you were starting to worry about your chances.

I was weak on the inside

Drowning in my pain

In the scuffle, the soldier's eyepiece flew off, exposing bright blue eyes encircled in black. Oceans you could swim in forever. No, that wasn’t right. He pulled a handgun loose from its holster, aiming squarely for your chest. You stepped to the left and ran behind another car, the shots following closely behind you as glass shattered around you. Your head pounded as you pressed your back to the cool metal of the car. The car jolted behind you as the Winter Soldier jumped on top of it, looking down at you before raising his weapon again to shoot. You twirled and kicked the handgun free from his hand before he could fire. He jumped down and in front of you, swinging a fist in your direction. You raised your arm to cover your face, effectively blocking his blow with your forearms. You pushed at him, giving you some space to dodge and attack. You shook your head and ran forward again, fists balled and dagger in hand as you jumped and raised the dagger, swiping downward to slash across his chest. He reached up and grabbed your wrist, stopping your attack and throwing you into the side of the car behind you. You groaned as you landed on the hard ground, holding your side. You heard his footsteps marching toward you and hoisted yourself up, sending a roundhouse kick to his jaw. He was unable to block your speed this time and he stumbled backward, the force of your kick knocking his face mask off. He stood away from you now, dirty brown hair falling into his face as he caught his breath. He turned to face you and you felt your heart stop.

There, standing three yards in front of you, was the love of your life. Apparently, not dead. Apparently, very much alive. Apparently, very intent on killing you.

“Bucky?” Your voice cracked as you whispered, too much distance between the two of you for him to hear.

Bucky glared at you as he breathed heavily before turning his body in your direction and sprinting at you ferociously. Your eyes widened and you darted out of the way as he raised his fist mid-sprint and plunged it downward, right into the hard asphalt ground where you were just standing.

Without thinking, you called out. “Bucky, it’s me.” A sob escaped your lips as you looked at him.

Ima dead girl,

Ima, ima dead girl

Ima dead girl

“Who the hell is Bucky?” His voice was smooth, just as you had remembered it. It reminded you of the bourbon he kept on the top shelf, the one that created a warm pit in the bottom of your stomach when you drank it with him. A harsh blow landed on your abdomen, sending you flying as you were lost in your thoughts. You landed against the car door, the back of your head snapping through the window. You felt the glass cut your scalp and blood drip down your neck and shoulders. You cried out in pain as you fell forward onto your hands and knees, your breathing labored and heavy. You swallowed harshly as you looked up at him marching toward you.

“Bucky,” your voice pleaded, “Buck, you know who I am, don’t do this,” you cried, still on your knees as if praying to a higher power that wasn’t listening. He reached you and hiis metal hand snatched a fistful of your hair and lifted you up to stand, his eyes not looking away from yours. For a moment, you thought you saw recognition in them, until his other fist landed itself on your stomach sending waves of pain rippling through your body. You realized there was no look in his eyes, only determination to complete his mission. Your breath left your lungs and your vision blurred as you doubled over and he let you fall to the ground. He tilted his head as he looked down at you, almost curiously. You had stopped fighting back and he wasn’t sure why, but it only made his job easier. You scrambled back and away from him, pulling a second dagger out of the holster on your thigh. He raised his eyebrows, almost amused at your futile attempt to defend yourself, until he felt the knife plunge its way into his thigh. You stood a yard away from the man when you threw it. You watched him pull out the dagger and throw it to the side as if it was nothing.

Ima,

Ima,

Ima,

Fuck it

"Fuck it," you thought bitterly as tears and blood streamed down your face. He was too strong. You knew he'd beat you, eventually. He came at you hard and intense, his fists throwing blows nonstop as you dodged and blocked him.

"Bucky!" You shouted, trying to get his attention. You pushed him away and backed up, putting some space between the two of you. Your mind was racing, but you only saw one way out of this. You began to lower your arms, slowly, no longer trying to fight back, only to defend. You looked him in the eyes as he advanced on you. Nothing in them gave the idea that he knew who you were, knew what you once meant to each other. That he once loved you more than anything. He'd never dream of harming you like he had today, and that's how you knew this was hopeless. You felt a trickle of blood run down your neck and onto your clavicle, the same place that Bucky’s lips once grazed and kissed.

How's it feel to see me out here choking, choking?

"Bucky, please, remember." You pleaded, holding your palms out to him. He marched forward, continuing his hunt. You squeezed your eyes shut as he reached you, his metal arm seizing your throat and lifting you off the ground. Your oxygen was cut off immediately as the machine beneath squeezed. He threw you down, making you slide across the rough pavement. You groaned and rolled, coughing and gasping. Before you could stand, he was over you, his feet on either side of your abdomen. He got to his knees and placed his metal fingers around your throat again, choking you.

"Bucky," a tear rolled down your cheek. There was no escaping this. "I forgive you, Bucky." You coughed and tried to continue without air, "I know you'll blame yourself when-," you tried to gasp for more air as your face started to feel hot, "when this all comes back to you, but don't," the tears were unstoppable now as his grip tightened. You clawed desperately at his arm, trying to pry it away.

"Stop talking," he growled. You squeezed your eyes shut and opened them again, your vision starting to pop and blur.

"I forgive you, Bucky," you choked out. You tried to gasp one more time but to no avail. There was no air left, and you couldn't take it anymore. Your hand fell limply from his and your eyes slowly closed, one last exhale leaving your lips. He held his hand there for a few more seconds, ensuring his mission was complete before standing up and marching away, leaving your body on the cement. He had one more mission to complete.

Stripped me of my soul and left me broken, broken

Steve had to be the one to tell Bucky what he did. Years later, when Bucky was finally in his right mind. Steve had to be the one to tell Bucky where the love of his life was, who, beyond all odds, survived the same 70 years that they did, only to be killed by the one person she truly loved. Steve had to be the one to cry to his best friend who murdered you, his twin. Steve, once again, lost one of the only people in the world who meant something to him.

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[simp4reggie]

Found Family

Reggie x Alive!Reader  

Word Count: 2,457 Words

A/N: Thank you so much to @shellbeerocks and @dr-rigatoni for looking this over and proofreading. Every comment was appreciated and I hope you enjoy the final product! <3

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Julie is sitting in her chair getting ready for her performance at the Orpheum. The world (well the audience in Los Angeles) was about to get blown away by Julie and the Phantoms. While she seems calm, I definitely am not. See, Alex, Reggie, and Luke made a bad decision the night they were supposed to have a gig at the school dance. They ended up going to this ghost club and meeting a ghost, Caleb Covington, who, looking back at it now, was not a great dude. Now, a couple weeks later, they have three options. They can either perform at the Orpheum and hope they cross over, stay at the ghost club and be the house band for eternity, or get destroyed by these jolts that Caleb gave them to force them back to the club and that's the last thing they want. So, here we are. After some ghostly tricks, Julie was called to open for Panic! At the Disco. However, Julie has to go on in like 10 minutes and the boys are still not here yet. 

“Where are they? They wouldn’t do this to you again,” I say, walking back and forth. 

“It’s fine. Stop pacing you're gonna make me more nervous than I already am,” Julie replies.

“Sorry,” I said sitting down on the couch. “It’s just their jolts were pretty bad when we left. I know that they’re going to be gone after the show but it’s different knowing they won’t be in pain.”, I sigh. We never got to actually say goodbye to them. Sure, they had a band meeting and I had wished them good luck, but it wasn’t enough. Especially when I’ve fallen for a certain bass player. Reggie and I have gotten really close over the time they’ve spent in the garage. I’m not in high school so I was able to spend a lot of time in the garage hanging with guys. My days consisted of making sure they didn't get into any ‘trouble’. Our younger brother, Carlos, was suspicious enough after dad found three orbs in his picture of the garage. 

Anyway, being there all the time, I was able to get to know the boys and become close with each of them in different ways. Luke and I bonded over song writing and some guitar playing. Alex and I would go on little adventures whenever he needed to get away from the other two dorks. Reggie and I bonded the most, about movies and video games and...pizza. 

Now, you can understand why I am freaking out a little. Julie turned around in her chair to look at me.

“Okay first calm down. Sit.” I sit. “Now, breathe.”

“I should be saying this to you. You’re the one about to go on stage.”

“Like you said, the boys wouldn’t let me down again. We have to trust them.” 

A knock on the door interrupts us. “Julie, I got your roadie,” Rob, the Stage Manager says. Julie goes to open the door and Flynn walks in. Rob then says he’ll be back when it’s time to go on stage. Flynn doesn’t say anything until the door is shut.

“You see this backstage pass?! I had sushi with Brendon Urie.”

“Good for you. I threw up in the car on the way over here,” Julie says, reminding me of that disgusting moment.

“And you still look amazing. I made friends with the tech crew. You’re gonna love what we have planned.” Flynn looks around. “The guys are here right?”

“No. They're not,” I say, upset 

Flynn looks surprised. “Wait. You don't think they changed their mind and took Caleb’s over, do you?”

“No. That's the last thing that they wanted.” Julie looks at both of us sorrowfully like she’s trying to convince herself that too. 

Flynn stands next to Julie facing the mirror, “You’re gonna kill it,” she says. I stand up from the couch and stand on the other side of Julie. We all hug each other and go back over the couches to have a few snacks. Little did we know, shit that was going down on the other side of Hollywood.   

After about 10 minutes, a knock disturbs us, bringing us back to the reality of the situation. Julie and I look at eachother. 

“Hey Julie. It’s time,” We hear Rob say. 

“Just a second!”

“What are you going to do? They’re still not here yet. I knew something was wrong. They wouldn't do this,” I say, starting to freak out. I start to panic, thinking about how much pain the boys must be in. What if they're just sitting somewhere alone with those jolts, hurting. No one to call for help. No one to be there with them at the end. We should be there. What if they’re already gone? No. They can't be. Stop thinking like that (Y/N).

“(Y/N) stop you’re not helping anything,” Flynn looks at me sternly, nodding to Julie, who looks like she’s going to cry.

“No. She’s right. The jolts were getting bad when we left and they wouldn’t leave me alone again. They must be gone.” 

The idea of never seeing Reggie again set in and I broke down crying. I’ve never had a relationship with a guy like I've had with him. As much as I would love to hug him and kiss him, it was nice to meet a guy and just be able to talk to. He listened to me and I listened back. He told me all about his parents and their fights. I’ll never be able to hear him play his bass again, watch him go on stage doing the one thing he was born to do. I miss him so much already. I miss all of them. “Why did this have to happen? We didn’t even get to say goodbye.”

Flynn walks over to give me a hug.

“Hey, Julie. You’re on,” Julie then runs out of the room. Flynn lets go of me to run after her. 

I get up knowing I have to be there for my sister. As much as I want to sit here and cry over what I lost, she lost something too. These boys helped her through so much. I didn’t think I would ever see my sister sing and play piano again. I leave the room and see the stage manager facing the stage door. I go outside and see Julie looking up at the sky, crying and talking.

“...supposed to help the guys, we didn't. They’re gone and I’m so sorry. They were my friends, my band, my family. Why can't you just come pick me up and hold me in your arms and tell me everything's gonna be okay. That even though they're not here with me, they're still up there with you. I just wish you were here.”

I go over to her and wrap her in the biggest hug ever. For what felt like a minute, we were just there outside the theatre, hugging and crying together over everything we’ve lost. First, our mom, now, this found family we had. A woman walks by and hands us each a dahlia flower. We look at the woman then each other. I grab Julie’s hand and smile with her. She’s definitely listening and looking down on her girls. Julie squeezes my hand and then runs back inside. I try to keep up with her.  

We see Flynn and Rob standing near the stage. Rob starts to tell someone over his headset to tell Panic! to go on now. Julie goes up to Flynn, shows her the dahlia, says “Signs.” then marches right up on to that stage. 

“YES JULIE!” I screamed! Flynn and I walked closer to the stage, so we’re standing in the wings. 

“Hi I’m Julie. I would like to dedicate this song to my mom, who’s been with me every time I played and for not giving up on me. I would also like to dedicate tonight’s performance to three special friends,” Here come the waterworks, “who have changed my life completely, who have brought music back to me. It was their dream to play here; this is for them. This song is for anyone who’s lost their way. Step into your greatness. Don’t give up. Stand tall. Thank you,” By the end her speech I was full on crying. Flynn and I were holding on to each other for dear life. 

Then Julie started singing.

Don’t blink

No, I don’t want to miss it

One thing, and it’s back to the beginning

Cause everything is rushing in fast

Keep going on never look back

And it’s one, two, three, four times

That I’ll try for one more night

Light a fire in my eyes

I’m going out of my mind

Whatever happens 

Even if i’m the last standing 

Ima stand tall

Ima stand tall

Whatever happens 

Even when everythings down

Ima stand tall

Ima stand tall

I gotta keep on dreaming

Cause I gotta catch that feeling

Whatever happens 

Even if i’m the last standing 

Ima stand tall

Ima stand tall

I’ve heard them rehearse this song so many times I knew when everyone was supposed to come in, so when I heard the drums I thought I was going crazy. Then I looked up to see Alex smiling at Julie. After a couple more lines I see Reggie pop up. He looks at Julie and then looks over at me. We stare at each other for what feels like a century. He’s really here. My heart swells at just the sight of him standing in front of me. After I compose myself I wave at him. He winks back at me. If he wasn’t in the middle of performing and I wouldn’t fall through him, I would run up to him and give him the biggest hug. 

Then there was one. One more to complete the band. Then Luke starts to flicker, but he’s not staying. “C’mon Luke. C’mon Luke,” Then just when his line comes up. He’s there.

I’m going out of mind.

The crowd goes nuts. They're electric out there and they know it. Luke and Julie are feeding off of eachother like it’s the last time they will ever sing to each other. Which it might be. I couldn’t stop looking at Reggie. I went from thinking they were gone to them singing in front of me. I need to burn this memory into my brain forever, knowing they will cross over after this. 

When it gets to Reggie’s solo, we lock eyes and don’t let go. 

Whatever happens 

Even if i’m the last standing

Ima stand tall

Ima stand tall

He starts walking over to me still on stage. I take this as an opportunity to yell “I love you Reggie!!”. He winks and mouths  “I love you too.” 

At the end of the song, they walk to the front of the stage to take their final bow. Then in a flash, they’re gone. Julie looks around, thanks the audience, bows again, and walks off the stage. We immediately hug, our boys are gone. 

When we get back home, Dad, Carlos, Julie, and I are in a conga line singing Stand Tall. Julie and I say goodnight to dad then head out to the garage. We walk in tears already coming to our eyes. 

“I know I already said this, but thank you guys,” Julie started. 

“You really changed our lives,” I finished.

“You’re welcome,” We heard in the dark room. 

Julie runs to turn on the lights, and we see the boys lying on the floor, groaning and in visible pain. I run over to Reggie to grab his hand but remember that I can’t touch him.

“I thought that you guys crossed over. That your unfinished business was done,” I cry. 

“Well obviously playing the Orpheum wasn't it. We wanted you to think that we crossed over, so we pretended to. We just...we had nowhere else to go,” Luke says with red rimmed eyes.

“We thought you would go straight to bed,” Reggie adds.

“Yeah well, I knew they would come out here but nobody ever listens to me,” Alex groans.

Julie and I try to convince the guys to go back to Caleb’s club. It’s better than not existing at all. 

“Please, go. You’re just hurting yourself,” I say to Reggie.

“No. We’re not leaving. I’m not leaving you.”

I look over and see Luke and Julie by door and hear Luke say, “Music is not worth making Julie if we’re not making it with you.” I looked back at Reggie and he nodded. I went to grab him knowing that it wouldn’t work but I yearned for his touch. To my surprise I felt his hand. He looks down with wide eyes and doesn’t let go. A ring of light starts to glow around him and he stands up. He looked up at me and gave me the award winning smile I fell in love with. After a moment I saw him look behind me I turned around to see Julie and Luke hugging. I wrap my arms around Reggie and hold him as close as possible. He pulls away and puts his hands on my face. We lean in until his lips are on mine and it makes me think about what I almost lost. I almost didn't have this. 

“Aw, look at the lovebirds.” I hear behind me. I pull away from Reg and see Alex behind me,  smiling. I walk over to Julie and Luke. “Alex, Reggie, get over here.” We form one big group hug and see the purple signs on their wrists lift off and disintegrate in the air. We hug one more time and jump around for a couple seconds.

We stand in a circle and I look at each of them. I think of all the moments that we had and how one fateful night changed all of our lives. Who knows if Julie would ever have played piano and sang again? I think about the two new best friends I’ve made and how my life will never be the same without them. 

Finally, I think of Reggie and how even though he might be a ghost, some higher power beyond my imagination knows we should be together. Something caused us to be able to touch. I look up at him to see he’s already looking at me. I grab his hand and put my head on his shoulder. I never want this moment to end. I look at everyone again and feel the biggest grin appear on my face. 

Our little family is here to stay. 

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Thanks for reading! If you have any suggestions/requests  please feel free to send me a message!

- Maddie xoxo

[aqg-arts]

It's my birthday and you know ow what that means

I wish I was drunk and/or 6 ft under!

Anyway, I don't get the chance to procrastinate over my art today and I'm honestly a little shitty abt that.

But, on the bright side, I plan on doing a few things when I've finished this piece:

. Wf art- gonna draw my frames and co, might make a few finished pieces, idk.

. Halofied characters- gonna finish our boy Ghost, start the rest of 141, maybe do a few Star Wars characters and/or wf characters (Natah would be an AI 100%).

. The Giga series- I have a few more Giga Alice things to do, then it's onto Giga Douglas, Soren, Griffin, etc. Master Cheeks won't ever be a Giga cas he lost his virginity.

. More Kalmaya art- maybe redraw her and make some concepts of her team and AI co. Idk yet, but ima have some fun :3

. Firefall- I love this lil dude.

. More book concept stuff/writing- idk yet, but ima enjoy that

That's it for now, see y'all later :p

[hitogatarock]

朧宴 . oboro utage

LYRICS TRANSLATION of one of the character song from the seiyuu-music series GHOST CONCERT.

Translated name : Hazy Banquet

Singer : Oda Nobunaga (Asanuma Shintaro)

All translations are belongs to me, make sure to credit properly if you plans on sharing this! Enjoy reading!

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踊り踊れ人世のまにまに

odori odore hitoyo no manimani

Dance and dance along, as the world goes on

廻り廻れ己がままに

mawari maware ono ga mama ni

Spin and spin around, do as you please

まだ未ぬロマンを臨む

mada minu roman wo nozomu

Looking towards the romance that is yet to be

ゆらりゆらり水面の月

yurari yurari minamo no tsuki

Sway away, the moon by the water's surface

うつけ心誰も知らず

utsuke kokoro dare mo shirazu

A foolish heart that no one knows

それは理念の中 信念に生き

sore wa rinen no naka shin'nen ni iki

It lives in the belief of philosophies

いつの時も世を変えるは

itsu no toki mo yo wo kaeru wa

What changes the world at any time is

流れの中囚われぬもの

nagare no naka torawarenu mono

something that is not trapped in the flow

皆が向く先に 夜明けなんてない

mina ga muku saki ni yoake nantenai

There's no dawn where we're all headed

因習も古い価値観も

inshuu mo furui kachikan mo

Both of old traditions and values,

全て不要だ

subete fuyou da

they aren't needed anymore

切っ先を今向けるのは

kissaki wo ima mukeru no wa

The only thing to point at now

既に知るばかりと

sude ni shiru bakari to

is what you already know.

踊り踊れ人世のまにまに

odori odore hitoyo no manimani

Dance and dance along, as the world goes on

廻り廻れ己がままに

mawari maware ono ga mama ni

Spin and spin around, do as you please

まだ未ぬロマンを臨む

mada minu roman wo nozomu

Looking towards the romance that is yet to be

さあその手打ち鳴らせ

saa sono teuchi narase

Come now, let that hand clap

今宵舞うは夢語り

koyoi mau wa yume gatari

Tonight we dance upon a fairytale

されどやがてはただ語り

saredo yagate wa tada gatari

but eventually it was just a mere story

さあさいざあの唐義の花のように

saa sa iza ano tougibi no hana no you ni

Come on now, just like that foreign yet righteous flower,

命咲かせてみせよう

inochi sakasete miseyou

I shall make your life blossom

ひらりひらり無常の風

hirari hirari mujou no kaze

flutter away, wind of impermanence

靡き揺れるこの外套よ

nabiki yureru kono gaitou yo

This cloak that swings and sways,

己が心と気の 行く末さえ

ono ga kokoro to ki no yukusue sae

even your heart, mind, and the path ahead

絶対なんてどこにもない

zettai nante doko ni mo nai

There's absolutely no such thing as

侍む者は侍むがために

tanomu mono wa tanomu ga tame ni

the sake of those who serves,

その身を焦がして 滅びる運命

sono mi wo kogashite horobiru sadame

they're doomed to perish inside a scorching fire

異端こそ受け入れてみせよ

itan koso ukeirete miseyo

It's the heresies that we must accept,

それが器量だ 尊ぶはその力のみ

sore ga kiryou da toutobu wa sono chikara no mi

And that is the capability to ever value its strength

ここに示すがよい

koko ni shimesu ga yoi

It's much better to show it here.

歌い歌え朧のまにまに

utai utae oboro no manimani

Sing and sing out, until it fades away

叫び叫べあるがままに

sakebi sakebe aru ga mama ni

so scream and shout as the way it is

振り向くな前へ前へ

furimuku na mae e mae e

Don't look back, only to the forward

たださあ心掻き鳴らせ

tada saa kokoro kaki narase

Let's make your heart strum to the beat

今宵往くは獣道

koyoi yuku wa kemonomichi

Tonight's journey is a beastly one,

されどやがては己が道

saredo yagate wa ono ga michi

but eventually I'll go on my own way

さあさいざ我が背の後に続くがいい

saa sa iza waga se no ato ni tsudzuku ga ii

Come now, you can follow me from the behind,

命咲かせてみせよう

inochi sakasete miseyou

and I shall make your life blossom

踊り踊れ人世のまにまに

odori odore hitoyo no manimani

Dance and dance along, as the world goes on

廻り廻れ己がままに

mawari maware ono ga mama ni

Spin and spin around, do as you please

まだ未ぬロマンを臨む

mada minu roman wo nozomu

Looking towards the romance that is yet to be

さあその手打ち鳴らせ

saa sono teuchi narase

Come now, let that hand clap

今宵舞うは夢語り

koyoi mau wa yume gatari

Tonight we dance upon a fairytale

されどやがてはただ語り

saredo yagate wa tada gatari

but eventually it was just a mere story

さあさいざあの唐義の花のように

saa sa iza ano tougibi no hana no you ni

Come on now, just like that foreign yet righteous flower,

命咲かせてみせよう

inochi sakasete miseyou

I shall make your life blossom

— translator notes : this is so far my favorite Nobunaga song because asanii's vocals are just lit ! ! come on, ghocon ! officially release the lyrics and I'll translate it ! !

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[passionesolja]

Imperial Agent Completed Story (+player experiences) Thoughts

So a bitch is finally free to explore the galaxy and do whatever the fuck I want. Hell yeah.

But first let me speak on the bullshit I went through

(Spoilers below)

First off, fuck Hunter and the Star Cabal. Everyday I’m smoking on that mf Hunter pack.

Dude tryna be like “wait before you kill me”

Bitch there ain’t no “before”, shot dude right there because I ain’t playing no games

After that, I gave the Sith Empire everything the Star Cabal owns because I still am loyal and plus the fuck am I gonna do with this knowledge? Nothing.

Yeah, the Minister of Intelligence got mad at me but bitch I ain’t the protector of hidden secrets plus I still like the Empire and ima be on their payroll

Give it to someone useful.

Overall, I like the Imperial Agent class and story a lot. There was a lot of crazy shit.

My favorite part was the Watcher X stuff (I choose to kill him because I’m loyal to the Empire and it was orders). That shit is mad and the scenes were your brain is breaking because of the programming is incredible.

The hallucination scene was absolutely wild and my favorite part of the story.

Overall, my favorite story in the game.

Will I be playing the others?

Not any time soon. Fuck no.

I marathon ran this shit because I was invested. Like dawg the ghost of game completion possessed me to the point where I was self aware that I was going too crazy and needed to slow up, but I couldn’t. Lmao.

Now I can just chill and enjoy playing the game for a few hours then going about my day. The story was just so good that I had to know what was happening in it next—even if that meant playing the game a lil more than I’d initially like

The Imperial Agent is my main and I’ll be exploring the rest of the open galaxy (that I now have access to) with him.

Im not dumping hours of my life into the Sith Order story lines because all that shit is to me is hack and slash and the story doesn’t grip me enough to keep interest.

It’s just kinda drab—even though the game builds the entire enemy swarms around you having a lightsaber.

Player Experience

Dawg, this game isn’t set up for anything other than lightsaber and force users. Which I get to an extent.

But goddamn bru these mfs kill me so easily because they’re in hoards that are meant for the Sith and Jedi classes.

I’m just a bitch with a knife and a rifle. These enemies swarm me and if I ain’t have that shield upgrade, I would have died.

I realized how underpowered I was early on in the main world so I just used the stealth generator and avoided 75% of my enemies.

Which made my predicament worse because I didn’t level up at all and I got to corellia as a level 43 and got destroyed. I still beat the story though so that’s no bother to me.

Does this mean that the Tsis Imperial is bad?

Nah. Fuck no. I love it

Real shit, I think it keeps the game fresh and exciting. Like I’m not a super solider.

I had to literally strategize enemy encounters on corellia because of how weak I was. Like I had to make sure an enemy wasn’t in a spot that would trigger the rest because if more people swarm, I’m dead. Rip my character lmao.

That’s the kind of shit that keeps me engaged.

I have to literally decide very seriously what skills I take because my hotkey bar is life and death in enemy encounters.

My issue with the sith marauder was that shit just made you turn off your brain and just mindlessly kill enemies. Shit is not fun and not what I play games for.

So far, the Imperial Agent has kept me engaged because of how optimized against my class the game is.

I’m excited to play the game in a relaxed and less compulsive manner, now I can just chill and have a good time.

I’ll continue to keep y’all posted.

Thanks to everybody who been reading these. It’s been fun.