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I love this. I actually own the art of god of war book; along with the god of war comics. Hope more of these come out OP. 🍻
This comic is drawn from the flashback scene in chapter 6 of Lie By Omission. I really recommend this fanfic
#you know we can get away… because I’m calling your name; everyday I feel this pain but you just can’t walk away#kratos x faye#I just can’t keep hanging on to you and—#hanging on by: ellie goulding#fan art#god of war ragnarok#laufey the just#cory barlog#sony santa monica
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#Youtube#Music#Love Story#Indila#Young And Beautiful#Lana Del Rey#Carol Of The Bells#Lindsey Stirling#Runaway#AURORA#Kingdom Dance#Tangled#Alan Menken#Me And The Devil#Soap & Skin#Everybody Wants To Rule The World#Lorde#My Blood#Ellie Goulding#Blood // Water#Grandson#Derniere Danse#Fairytale#Sonne#Rammstein#Arabian NIghts#Aladdin#Immortal#The Hanging Tree#The Hunger Games
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idc what u say. ellie goulding's album halcyon days fucks
#txt#its actually what originally inspired me to write halcyon my mass effect fic lol#bc i imagine ainsley ryder to talk like ellie goulding#anyways i rediscovered all of her songs the other day and experienced euphoria#figure 8. my blood. dont say a word. hanging on.#tessellate. goodness gracious.#AAUGH
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Joost Klein x reader [reader as no name]
Angst with good end [they were fighting]
Hope you like it!
I slowly walk through the city, light rain falls on the streets.
My legs are taking me where?
Where do I go after what just happened?
After what Joost said to me?
After Joost screamed at me like that?
My arms are heavy, hanging and yet they still want to reach for him.
Having his warm body against mine.
I'm slowly getting my steady breathing back, which had become uneven
I grabbed the keys, which were accidentally his, and left. I went out into the streets in the dark.
Only a few shops give me light, the lanterns flicker
But where do I want to go?
In the forest? Where we had our first of many picnics?
Or would you rather go to the lake? Since we looked at the stars so often, the shooting stars were supposed to fulfill our wishes, did they?
Or should she have ended it like that? Were we always doomed?
Could this just be one argument among many? Where we look back later and think how stupid we were?
Will it ever be the way it was? Will it get worse or better?
Can I ever see his beautiful eyes looking at mine full of love again?
I like the mountain where I so often thought he would propose to me here. But that idea is gone, will it ever come to that?
Will it ever get to the point where I think I would marry this man again?
And yet I want to feel his hands on my arms, his head resting on my shoulder.
How my body rests on his and the silence envelops us, which is so magical that you don't bother to do anything to make the silence go away.
How many times have we looked into the sparkling water and wanted to swim in it?
The first time in the water, I saw his eyes mimic the stars.
The way his eyes look at my body like it's the most beautiful one he's ever had.
But was that really him? Was it the right decision to give him all of me?
Should I have waited? No, I won't go that far. It was right, right to give him what I had to give. Had to give so I know he means it.
Does he know I'm here? My body settles. On the cold ground of the Berger, but what does it matter? The night wasn't cold, it was humid, so a thunderstorm could come at any time.
Or were we the storm? The thunderstorm for us? The storm that had to get rid of everything so that things could continue?
Should we be the thunderstorm?
Steps come behind me but I don't turn around. The steps are heavy and hasty.
Suddenly arms wrap around me that I know too well. I know so well that my head lies on my body and rests for a moment.
"I knew you were here, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I screamed, I'm sorry I said those things I didn't mean."
'Oh Joost, things happen right?'
I turned my head to him and saw his eyes were glassy. Took my hand to his cheek and rested my forehead on his.
'Nothing we can't solve'
I get a small “right” in response as he sits down.
'Let us shine like the stars, Joost'
#spotify#imagine#x y/n#fluff#x reader#fluffy#joost klein#joost klein x you#joost klein fanfic#joost klein x reader#angst#angsty#angst with a happy ending
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Can we please get Loona x Male Sinner Reader? Thanks for your time!
Oh boy, I'm not the best at writing for male readers, but I'll do my best!! Hope you like it <33
Song Recommendation:
Love Me Like You Do - Ellie Goulding
Part 2
The Intern - Loona x Male Reader
"I swear, I'm gonna shoot myself if Blitz has me get him one more cup of fucking coffee," you grumbled, setting down the plastic cup full of the hot liquid.
"Well, that's what an intern does, Y/N," Moxxie said. "They run errands, get coffee, get lun-"
"I get the point, Mox," you mumbled, running your fingers through your H/C hair. "Did you guys need anything?"
"Nah, we're good," Millie said. "Thanks Y/N!"
"Mhmmm,"
"Y/N!!! WHERE'S MY FUCKING COFFEE?!"
"I'm coming! I'm coming!" you cried out, grabbing the coffee cup, starting to walk towards Blitzo's office.
"You better get in there," Loona joked. "You don't wanna see him without his coffee."
You turned your head, hoping to hide the blush creeping up on your face. "He's not that scary,"
At that moment, Blitzo came out of his office, looking very tired and very angry.
He looked scary.
"Y/N, if you don't give me my coffee right now," he said in a deadly calm voice. "I will rip your dick off and shove it down your throat and out of your ass you FUCKING CUNT LICKING BITCH!!!
You looked over at Loona, smirking at you because she was right.
"Sorry Blitz," you muttered, handing him the coffee cup. "Here's your coffee sir,"
He swiped the coffee cup from your hand and chugged the whole thing.
"Ah! Now that's much better!" Blitzo said, stretching out his limbs, throwing the empty coffee cup at your head. "Now go get me some booze."
"What kind would you like, sir?" you grumbled.
"I don't fucking know, anything to get me drunk off my ass," he said, walking back into is office. "It's a get drunk off my ass kinda day."
"Right away Blitz," you mumbled as he slammed his office door.
"You want me to come with you?" Loona asked.
"Oh-uh" you stuttered. "Only if you want,"
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"What's Earth like?" Loona said suddenly, as the two of you walked back to I.M.P headquarters.
"A lot better than Hell, that's for sure," you chuckled, swinging the bag filled with beer.
"How did you die?" she asked.
"What's with all the questions, Loona," you joked. "I was driving home drunk one night and t-boned someone."
"Damn," Loona said. "That sucks, I'm sorry."
"It's whatever,"
There was an awkward silence for a moment.
"Why did you decided to intern at I.M.P?"
You had to think about it for a moment.
"I guess I wanted to learn to protect myself against the exterminators," you said. "And what better way to learn than from assassins."
Loona stayed quiet.
"I don't know if I'm gonna stay an intern, though," you said, rubbing your bicep. "I might just check in to that redemption hotel."
"Well if you do," Loona began. "We'll stay in contact, right?"
"Yeah, of course,"
You and Loona awkwardly smiled at each other. Blush creeping onto both of your faces.
"Hey, you wanna get a bite to eat?" Loona asked, pointing to a fast-food place across the street.
"Sure," you said.
"Blitz would throw a fucking hissy fit if he found we were hanging out,"
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"YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU SAW MY LOONY AND THAT HPV HAVING PRICK LEAVE TOGETHER AND YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT?!?!"
"I-I didn't think anything of it sir-"
"IF THOSE TWO END UP PLAYING TONSIL TENNIS, I SWEAR TO GOD MOX, I WILL FUCK YOU AND YOUR WIFE SO FUCKING HARD THAT YOUR DAD WILL FEEL IT IN HIS MOBSTER BOSS BALLS!!!!"
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I haven't written for Helluva Boss before, so I hope it's good lol. I also need to rewatch the series. Hopefully we get a new episode soon lmao.
Remember to drink lots of water and stay safe <33
xoxo, Izzy
#helluva boss#helluva boss x reader#loona#loona x reader#hazbin hotel#blitz#blitzo#moxxie#millie#moxxie and millie
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Riku’s driving thoughts;
Excuse my bilingual ass this is literally how I think sometimes
If I wrote a fanfic/drew a musical comic with Naruto:
It would be a Nejiten fic however with the sprinkle of other couples. They’d be about 21 (19-20 for the non-team Gai members since canonically, Team Gai is a year older than rookie 9 with Tenten being the oldest with her birthday being March 9th) so like a college AU type of deal.
The boys;
Neji (21)- the bass player. Classically trained in stand up bass and can also play a mean clarinet. When singing his voice is raspy, and has great breath control for hard rock/metal. His voice equivalents are; Arankai, Corey Taylor (slipknot), Brian Welch (korn), Davey Havok (AFI). Mid to deep tone and can def scream puede hacerlo si fuera deadass about it.
Sasuke (20)- Lead vocals, keys/synth and Guitar. Trained also in violin, however switched to guitar to spite his parents. Sasuke is more of an alt-emo-pop punk type of guy. It’s giving Patrick Stump (Fall out boy), Brendon Urie (Panic! At the disco), Brandon Flowers (the killers), Alec Gaskart (All time low), Ryan Key (Yellocard). His octave is higher than Neji’s but he has range. His voice is a bit smoother and he can hold long notes impressively.
Naruto (20)-is def on guitar or drums. He likes making noise. He’s giving Beastie Boyz, Limpbiskit vibed, Tom DeLonge (Blink-182) But he can carry a tune for sure if he actually tried.
Rock Lee (21) is def on drums (if in the band). I don’t see him grabbing the mic but he can be the Travis Barker of the group LOL
Shikamaru (20) is an ex-member of the band who quit to focus on his studies. From time to time he does play with them if they need him it just to jam. I haven’t thought of voice equivalents yet but he’s be more back up. He’s studying to be a music engineer at Tenten’s parent’s company as a favor to their daughter’s friend.
For the ladies:
Tenten (21-22)- Guitar and/or drums for sure. Also classically trained in piano... Tenten can play almost any percussion instrument. She doesn’t sing much however, she does take the mic sometimes. Her voice equivalents would be a combination of Lily (Lilyisthatyou), Hailey Williams (Paramore), a touch of Avril Lavigne, a touch of Pink. I’m also feeling the new lead singer for Linkin Park, Emily Armstrong which Tenten could develop her vocals when she starts hanging around Neji more often.
Sakura(20)- lead guitar, when singing could have a possible combo of Vanessa Carlton, Taylor Swift, and Michelle Branch.
Ino (20)- would most likely be lead vocals and keyboard. She gives Natasha Bedingfield, Jojo, Cascada, Ellie Goulding vibes.
Hinata (19-20) - would be on bass like her older cousin, in fact was trained with him first in cello. She doesn’t grab the mic but her voice would be giving Selena Gomez, Ariana Grande (minus the whistle tone), Danity Cane, a very high register for Hinata frfr. But great for harmonizing.
Side ideas:
-Neji, Tenten, and Lee consistently host jam sessions and anyone is able to join, which is how the bands were formed. It started in Tenten’s garage back in high school.
-Neji had picked up singing as a side skill, really to impress Tenten who would always comment on how rich his talking voice was and whenever he’d hum or vocalize a scale in order to write a song as she jammed out on the drums or he would him scales as she practiced piano.
-Tenten believes she’s a shit singer, however Neji convinced her she had been trying to hard to sing at a higher octave than she should be. She worked with Neji to develop her style of singing (which is similar to his however slightly more range edgy for sure). Her confidence increased and she can sing and play drums. She finds every excuse to have Neji sing to her because yes her man should always sing to her like why wouldn’t he?
-Naruto joined in when he made friends with Sakura, who was friends with Ino…who knew Tenten who had a reputation for drumming. Had a sibling dynamic with Neji Tenten and Lee.
-Hinata was trained with Neji at a private music program for strings. He used to play with her however switched to electric bass and hasn’t looked back. Hinata practices the cello occasionally still, and has also picked up an electric bass like her cousin. Hinata is last to join the group having seen her cousin have so much fun stepping out of the classical realm of music.
-Sasuke, being friends with Naruto and Shikamaru, was dragged to a jam sessions and Naruto begged him to sing knowing Sasuke could carry a tune. Sasuke finds Neji to be a rival in terms of vocals, it’s stupid because Sasuke’s style is different than Neji’s but ya know how these two are 😤 the girls find it hilarious.
-Ino and Sakura had trouble finding roles in the band; they both wanted to be lead singer. However, the group was able to come to a compromise that they would randomize the set list and that would determine who sang lead for the night.
Socially;
-Neji and Tenten are usually always together. Their parents know each other through the music industry. Neji’s parents being on the business side of it and Tenten’s parents being producers.
-Lee and Tenten are neighbors and share a sibling dynamic with Tenten being the voice of reason.
-Tenten’s piercings are very attractive to Neji. He especially finds her dimple piecing a to be adorable, especially when she smiles. He will buy her jewelry often.
-Ino and Tenten give Chaotic energy; Tenten being Chaotic Neutral, Ino being Chaotic good. In other words they out in the streets and down for whatever.
-Sakura and Ino constantly have sing offs to see who is better. Tenten and Hinata find it amusing.
-Naruto and Tenten are usually seen with drumsticks in their pockets. Naruto prefers guitar, however he would be jamming either Lee and Tenten constantly.
-Neji and Hinata have a pretty good relationship; in fact Hinata looks up to Neji and tried to seek approval from him constantly, especially since they were always compared as children in their music abilities.
-Shikamaru, Neji, and Tenten will smoke/Vape together and just vibe in the studio.
-Each group would attend each other’s performances
-they all attend university/college. Neji and Tenten go to private uni, Ino Sakura and Hinata attend public uni (Hinata, due to not getting into a prestigious arts program). Sasuke, and Naruto (being gifted in guitar) are not in music majors, however attend public uni. Shikamaru is in a trade school program.
-Yes you do see correctly; Ino has a face tattoo. It’s very girly pop of her.
I’ll drop some more sketches soon; I’m tired lol
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Lighthouse Keeper Tweets
Part Three: February 2024 - July 2, 2024
Back to Part One Back to Part Two
Feb. 5, 2024 (barely) 12 a.m.
"'I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love.'"
Now THIS is interesting. First, this is a Jane Austen quote (from Mr. Darcy of Pride and Prejudice [see 11/28 tweet, as well]). In the book, Darcy goes on to say, "Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong already. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away." What Darcy is saying here is that he formerly thought pretty words and declarations were enough to sustain a relationship, but he now knows that's not enough. The underlying bond has to be strong first, or it's all for naught. Interesting. Because, my second point about this post is: this is the date of the Grammy's, and the date Taylor announced The Tortured Poets Department.
Feb. 16, 2024 1:30 a.m. BST
"You don't mess with love, you mess with the truth."
These are lyrics from Ellie Goulding's "On My Mind." Someone can't stop thinking about someone!
Feb. 18, 2024 10:45 p.m. BST
"The dirt on my jeans from the mud on the Heath feels like karma to me"
Perhaps someone is starting to realize he fucked up.
Feb. 23, 2024 4:50 p.m. BST "A tangle on the television and the magazine."
These are lyrics from The Arctic Monkey's Teddy Picker. Perhaps, and this is just a guess by me, obviously, but maybe a shot at TK, who was riding around in a rented sportscar, speeding and blowing red lights in Australia while following Taylor on tour?
Feb. 26, 2024 12 a.m. BST
"I've let love be free, and I've let it go. I've let it fade and I've watched it blow."
Sad.
March 20, 2024 5:35 p.m.
"You go back, Jack, do it again, wheel turnin' ' round and 'round"
These are lyrics from Steely Dan's "Do It Again."
March 22, 2024 1:41 a.m.
"One to remember A spill to reflect on High in your bedroom Will you still remember?"
He mentions in his replies that he's "feeling creatively inspired by the people [he's] surrounded with." Perhaps in the studio? A little poem for someone. Reminds me of the "you smoked then ate seven bars of chocolate," line from TTPD song. So, maybe, yeah, she did remember. Gah, these two exhaust me.
March 28, 2024 1:10 a.m. "If you're gonna try and walk on water make sure you wear you comfortable shoes."
These are lyrics from The Arctic Monkey's " Piledriver Waltz. Could be nothing, but it could also be a few things.... Anxiety about the impending TTPD release (thinking about the line "you're gonna shoot me out of a cannon" here). Pics of TK and TS at Nobu that had just popped up where TS looked annoyed as hell. Also there were all those pics of them from their beach vacation. Also, a few minutes before, he'd posted something about the stars, and then deleted it and proceeded to gaslight everyone on his timeline who asked about it. smh.
April 5, 2024 12 a.m. BST
"Would you hear of an old-time sea-fight? Would you learn who won by the light of the moon and stars? List to the yarn, as my grandmother's father the sailor told it to me?"
This is a bit of the Walt Whitman poem "Song of Myself." Has the tell-tale moon and stars, of course. What is he fighting for, I wonder. And who will win?
April 8, 2024 10:35 p.m. BST
"I looked around then for a reason When there wasn't something more to blame it on But, if time makes a difference while we're gone Tell me now, and I won't be hanging on"
These are lyrics from The Eagles' "Train Leaves Here This Morning." Maybe feeling defeated? He's about to leave to go to Japan with TR. When someone mentions in replies that this isn't a happy song (it's not. it's about one of the band members going through a divorce), LK replies: "Or, you could see it as a gateway to happiness. Sometimes the path to joy needs some pruning, and leaving things behind." Then someone else replies, "This is how it has to be though, right?" And LK responds, "I mean... no? Nothing really has to be anything; new things wash up on the shore, seasons pass, gardens flourish and die. Life is ever fluctuating. But also, it's just a great Eagles song." That's some true blue Aquarius shit right there. LOL. Another tidbit from the replies, he likes "Idaho" and "Words" by Gregory Alan Isakov.
April 12, 2024 8:30 p.m. BST / 4:30 a.m. JST
"Take a second, take a minute, take a mile Run the routes, light it up, enjoy the highs"
Probably in Japan?
April 19, 2024 12:31 p.m. BST
"Certified member of The Tortured Poets Department now."
And so it begins, again. Comments in the replies that he's feeling "tortured and poetic." Says he can't pick a favorite track yet.
April 25, 2024 7 p.m. BST
"I won't sit here and wax poetic to try and untangle the way we've crossed each other's firing range"
Sure, Jan. In his replies, he says he's currently inspired by "my life, my fears, my loves, my losses, in no particular order." Also says his current favorite TTPD track, "Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus" "has [his] heart."
April 26, 2024 12:35 a.m. BST
"Love is no more Than the wide blossom which the wind assails, Than the great tide that treads the shifting shore, strewing fresh wreckage gathered in the gales"
Already wrote about this here. My dude here is IN IT. He sarcastically says he's feeling "dazzling," and when asked who he's dancing with he replies, "Myself, my closet skeletons, and my wandering mind!" Cool night, LK. Sounds like a blast!
April 29, 2024 10:55 p.m. BST
"I used your old toothbrush to clean out my keep cup I suppose that's the way things are right now"
A keep up. So, who's toothbrush we talking about here?
April 30, 2024 1:01 a.m. "What are our vices for today?"
I've already posted about how very, very well he's doing.
May 3, 2024 12:30 a.m. "When the garden leaves blow and you jump out your skin once the shock starts to go that's when solitude sets in"
Already posted about this one, too. Tayrry no more?
May 9, 2024 10:40 p.m. BST
"I should think most of my problems are solvable by feeling the sun's warmth and the sparkle of the stars."
He did pop up in a couple spots in London (a cab, dinner and the ballet) the next day with a nice tan! I'd hoped he'd been to Paris, but it was overcast and not very warm there. Maybe he was just laying out in the Heath taking it easy (and maybe texting someone??). In his replies, he seems in quite a good mood and talks about getting high to write. He also replies to a commenter who asked, "Are you watching TTPD livestream from Paris?" LK said, "I had hoped she would come to Eroda. Granted, it would be a lot more intimate than she's used to..." Cheeky, bugger.
May 17, 2024 3:25 p.m. BST
"Would you be angry? At the cruelty of history Fading away the stories we penned For slamming the dot at the end.
Here's how I interpret this: LK is asking the muse, would you be angry at history if it decided this was it for us? If this was where it decided our story ended? In his replies, LK also mentions he’s been doing some “embroidery.” This reminds me of the line in “loml,” “we embroidered the time of when I was away, stitching ‘we were just kids, babe.’” Perhaps LK is musing about memories today. He also says in response to the question “May I ask you what you would change about your past, what do you like about your present and what would you like get in your future?” “I guess there's not much point in thinking about changing the past, and I love the love I have right now, and in the future l'd like to keep that love.” In Haylor news, rumors are that Tayrry has split. Taylor is about to play night one in Stockholm after spending time with TK in Italy and Harry is unseen (rumor is he's out of London doing a photoshoot--perhaps for HS4, I hope!).
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#lestat de lioncourt#my edit#the vampire lestat#interview with the vampire#sam reid#jacob anderson#louis de pointe du lac#heartbreak#vampires#lovers#Spotify
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Surgeon of Death: Doll Edition IV
Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 trafalgar d. law xf!siren warnings: suggestive sexual content, minors dni summary: you were always safe with him, and now, he wonders how safe you would be from his desires. Now Playing: Love Me Like You Do - Ellie Goulding
You had fallen asleep next to Bepo when Law found you and the rest of the crew in one of the local taverns. Your head was resting on your arms on the bar table, and the others scrambled to find an excuse of why you had been dragged out so late into the night. Carefully he picked you up bridal style, and you subconsciously tucked yourself closer against his chest. He carried you back to the Polar Tang without another word, straight to his Captain's quarters and laid you down on his bed. Law settled next to you and gently pushed a strand of hair away from your face, drawing the blankets over you. Never did he think he would be in this position - you reminded him of home, and he was your safe haven, and for the first time he thought about a personal future with someone else. He was so focused on avenging his past, focused on finding the One Piece, that he forgot about what would come after. He became so lost in his thoughts, he didn't notice you wake up.
"Law?" You rarely said his name, and his eyes flickered to you, and he leaned over so he was practically nose to nose with you. In recent weeks, the two of you have gotten closer. The slight brush of the hand against the small of your back, the bump of his chin against the crown of your head and when you leaned in to get his attention, your noses practically touched.
"It's nothing," the Surgeon of Death murmured, gently stroking your cheek. Your eyes fluttered closed as he let his lips ghost across yours teasingly. He let his tongue flicker across, gently wetting your lower lip as your mouth parted slightly. He couldn't help himself and closed the gap between them, drawing a soft sigh from you as he deepened the kiss. His tongue coaxed yours to play with his, and when he pulled away, he could see a thin string that still connected them, your tongue hanging out, panting from the loss of oxygen from their kiss. Your cheeks were flushed, as your bright blue eyes gazed at him in awe and shock.
"You really are a siren, aren't ya?" Law growled. "Tempting your Captain." Your blush deepened as he grasped your chin with two tattooed fingers. He pushed the blanket off of you, and crawled over you, caging you as his legs straddled your hips. He grabbed your hands and moved them above your heaad, as he interlaced your fingers together. A whimper escaped as you rubbed your thighs together, your knee accidentally brushing against him, and a deep groan rose from his chest and emitted from his lips.. "What... do you want your Captain to do?"
"I want - " Your voice trailed off into a whine, as Law leaned down to nip at your collarbone with his teeth. Your next words would send the Captain's mind and heart into a frenzy.
"I... want the Captain to give me orders," you managed to whisper. You watched as Law's eyes immediately darkened, pupils blown wide open to the point where his irises were non-existent.
"Do you trust me?" He asked gently, releasing one of your hands, to cup the side of your face. He couldn't bear to think of even hurting you, which always made him wonder if he really could keep you safe, especially from himself. But you nodded, and nuzzled against his touch.
"Yes," you replied, your eyes hypnotized by Law. He leaned in even closer, and a soft cry escaped as he gently licked the shell of your ear, a smirk on his lips.
"That's my girl."
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Fanmix-slash-playlist for Slay the Princess! Song list under the cut. There’s 96 songs on this fanmix/playlist, and it’s about 6 and a half hours long.
Some of the songs were not available on Spotify, and they will be linked to on YouTube below. (Some artists have 2 songs on the playlist; aeseaes, The Crane Wives, Hozier, and Stars each have 3 because they were just too perfect. Also, some songs are definitely on here because of other people's fanvids or even just suggestions, and I've made note of and credited all of those!) (All fanmixes/playlists are a perpetual WIP.)
aeseaes - All Things Devour
aeseaes - Semantics
aeseaes - Tongues
AG - Terrible Thing
t h e . a i m s - Violence & Blood
The Airborne Toxic Event - Poor Isaac
Alanis Morissette - Everything (friend suggestion)
Amanda Palmer & The Grand Theft Orchestra - Trout Heart Replica
Amber Run - I Found
The Amazing Devil - The Horror and the Wild
The Amazing Devil - That Unwanted Animal
Andrew Bird - Imitosis
Andrew Bird - Sisyphus
August Greenwood - How To Let Go
AURORA - Your Blood
Baby Storme - This City is a Graveyard
Band of Horses - No One's Gonna Love You
Beth Crowley - Monster
Blindside - Withering
Bring Me the Horizon - Deathbeds
Camera Obscura - Fifth in Line to the Throne
Caravan Palace - Avalanches
Charming Disaster - Ouroboros
Chonny Jash - The Soul Eclectic (inspiration)
City and Colour - Little Hell
Coldplay - The Hardest Part
Coldplay - Square One
Collective Soul - The World I Know
Cosmo Sheldrake - By Being With You
The Crane Wives - Curses
The Crane Wives - Hollow Moon (inspiration)
The Crane Wives - Tongues & Teeth
Crystal Castles - Suffocation (inspiration)
David Bowie - Changes
The Echoing Green - Starling
Electric President - Some Crap About the Future
Elizabeth & the Catapult - Do Not Hang Your Head
Elizabeth & the Catapult - My Goodbye
Ellie Goulding - Salt Skin
Eurielle - Hate Me
The Feeling - Mr Grin
fin - Ship in a Bottle
Florence + The Machine - Kiss With a Fist
Florence + The Machine - What the Water Gave Me
Forgive Durden - A Dead Person Breathed on Me!
Foxtails Brigade - Long Route
Foxtails Brigade - Nun but the Lost
Ghost and Pals - DEATHBODY
Ghost and Pals - In Iolite
Gregory and the Hawk - Boats & Birds
Hannah Fury - Angels & Absinthe
Howie Day - Collide
Hozier - Francesca
Hozier - In the Woods Somewhere
Hozier - Who We Are
IAMX - Bernadette
I Monster - Who Is She?
Jack Conte - Kitchen Fork (inspiration)
Jack Stauber's Micropop - Choice (inspiration)
The Jezabels - Hurt Me
Jhariah - Flight of the Crows
Journey to Bethlehem OST - We Become We
Kate Nash - Paris
Kiltro - Softy
King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard - Magenta Mountain
lasah - taixu (inspiration)
Lisa Hannigan - Oh Undone
Little Dragon - Twice
The Lord Dog Bird - The Shedding Path
Ludo - The Horror of Our Love
Madilyn Mei - Knotted Constellations
Meredith Brooks - Bitch
MGMT - Little Dark Age
Michelle Branch - Everywhere
Mili (feat. KIHOW) - In Hell We Live, Lament
Mirah - Don't Die in Me
Mirah - You've Gone Away Enough
Moulettes - Bird of Paradise, Pt. II
The Mountain Goats - No Children (inspiration)
The Mountain Goats - Sudden Oak Death
Mr.Kitty - After Dark
múm - Prophecies & Reversed Memories
The Nor'easters - 715 — CRΣΣKS (inspiration)
Olivier Bibeau - Better Run, Better Hide
Passion Pit - Seaweed Song
PEGGY - Villains Aren't Born (They're Made)
Perfectly Human - Bad As
Perfectly Human - Fly Again
Racoon - Took a Hit
Rainbow Kitten Surprise - Devil Like Me
Reinaeiry - When the Sun Loves the Moon
Ricky Montgomery - This December
RIProducer - Fruiting Bodies
RIProducer - What Gave It Away?
Sarah Blasko - Bird on a Wire
Satin Puppets - Bad Moon Rising
Seeming - Someday Lily
Sharon Van Etten - It's Not Like
Shayfer James - Boots Worn Through (inspiration)
Sheena Ringo - la salle de bain (inspiration)
Sleeping At Last - Mind
Sleeping At Last - Taste
SNAKE POOL - FIGURE IN THE BACKGROUND (inspiration)
Snow Patrol - Open Your Eyes
Solas Composer - He Who Devoured the Dark II
Southwest Statistic - Fairy Tale (friend suggestion)
Stars - He Dreams He's Awake
Stars - The Night Starts Here
Stars - No One Is Lost
Subsignal - The Bells of Lyonesse (inspiration)
Sunset Rubdown - For the Pier (and Dead Shimmering)
Talking Heads - And She Was
Trespassers William - I Know
TV on the Radio - Stork & Owl
Will Wood - Vampire Reference in a Minor Key
Woodkid - Ghost Lights
#slay the princess#stp#fanmix#playlist#i am probably going to add to this a lot#and it's already loooong#but man so many songs make me think of this game#can an entire game be a blorbo?#I JUST ADDED ANOTHER ONE IMMEDIATELY#i am beyond parody#eta 12/11/24 added even more!!
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Best Fragrantica reviews of (some of) my favorite perfumes, Part II
First installment here
Maison Martin Margiela By the Fireplace
Careful not to be worn by this perfume instead of being you the wearer. Not that it is oh so powerful, but it may be too bold of a statement piece for, ahem, some. Wearing BTF when you don't look the part and don't give it sense will have you smelling borderline unhealthy. Like your organs inside have worn off and darkened (and burned out, I guess). Truly as weird as it sounds. The raw thing smells very exciting. I love it ashy. I don't see myself daring any soon, however. And I don't find that it worked for the men I know either, as they have (and I cringe to say) whiter auras and don't fit the "handling cognac by the fire" thing. So I've yet to see it really work, which I'm sure will be great. It's a lovely perfume.
Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab Bewitched
This is the smell of a witch's brew. She made a special tea for you to drink. You pass out. When you awaken you find yourself in her garden full of poisonous berries, patchouli, weeds, clary sage, and flowers whose petals have been plucked. This is an herbal scent, like walking inside a shop selling only herbs. It's medicinal and like a tea. Not always easy to take in...The smell of sage and musk give it a unisex/masculine quality. I would say that it's more of a guy's type of cologne than a woman's. I would wear it for Halloween with a witch costume or as Morticia Addams. It's really a very engaging scent but it's linear and simple. It's a little green tea and berry. It's got a bite but it's witchy and dark, but not a strong cologne either. For a niche indie frag, not bad.
TokyoMilk Gin & Rosewater
I was in a boutique that carries the Tokyo Milk Curiosite & Bon Bon lines, and I was entranced by this. Florals are not usually my thing, by the way, because I get monster headaches from most of them. Suddenly the salesgirl is RIGHT NEXT TO ME leaning in conspiratorially and says in an awed tone that 'Blake Lively LOVES this one'. OMFG, Blake Lively, you say??!? Like for serious, the real Blake Lively?? OMFG, do you have like, more in the back?!? I'm totally going to buy every bottle you can shove in my basket because BLAKE LIVELY would hang out with me if we ran into each other and then my life could end. Um, not. I almost DIDN'T buy it because of the salesgirls then going into a tizzy about how amazing Blake is. I could not care less, although I'm sure Lively is nice enough. But it did smell cool, so home with me it came, along with the matching lotion.
Serge Lutens La Fille de Berlin
It’s an overwhelming fragrance that smells like the bottom of my grandma’s small square leather purse when we went to mass (her old dried up lipstick💄 the powder compact, the newspaper, the pack of strawberry-ish scented kleenex, the peppermints). It’s vintage, it’s a bit suffocating and I have it printed in my memory 4 ever.
Juliette Has a Gun Magnolia Bliss
Anastasia Steele, no longer a virgin. In her Audi A3, the smell of her new car, first edition books and a new life... That's what comes into mind with this perfume. The night Christian took her for the first time on his helicopter. I can imagine this is exactly what she smelled like that night. With Ellie Goulding's Love me like you do playing in the background.
Maison Francis Kurkdjian Baccarat Rouge 540
I’m too embarrassed and ashamed to wear this in public just in case a fragrantica influencer comes out of a bush and starts pointing & laughing at me in front of everyone
Tom Ford Tobacco Vanille
what all the hot daddies in every lana del rey song smell like
Jo Malone Velvet Rose & Oud
If your family was religious, traditionally Asian, or both, you'll know this scent. This is the scent of a temple. This is the scent of an altar. Personally I can never wear this because smelling this brings back so many memories of burning incenses, visiting funerals, and saying prayers and wishes. My bottle is literally sitting on an altar.
Perfumer's Workshop Tea Rose
Speaking of the devil. This scent is the one with the Prada's shoes.
4160 Tuesdays Doe in the Snow
This is borne on a Christmas Eve, under the moonlight, a baby fawn just out of it's mother's womb. The moon is full light casting blue shadows snow lightly falling delicate flakes each one unique on the nose of the new born... Pure fresh Christmas morning air stillness not a sound blanketed with drifts of snow that is Doe In The Snow... pure white innocence...velvet petals so delicate under the driven snow...I have seen this in a dream... Another love... I get it...
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Every now and then my brain, completely unprompted, flashes me with visions of the fifth Doctor dancing his hearts out to Lights by Ellie Goulding and I feel a little more at peace with the universe.
Like, just picture him, dramatically swishing his hair and waving his limbs through the dimly lit Tardis corridors.
It's probably been a very stressful day of running from laser guns, aggressive fauna and natural disasters. The crew likely helped preventing the downfall of a civilization, at some point ended up in prison or almost executed. Adric tripped on something and tumbled down a hill, Nyssa fell prey to a telepathic hive mind, Tegan ran a marathon in high heels. Just the usual.
Everyone went straight up to bed. Everyone but the Doctor, who of course never sleeps, and instead has some me time to blow off some steam. He carefully selects the playlist that best fits his mood and starts gliding around, while the Tardis' internal speakers start blasting music, activated by proximity. He enters a random room in the middle of his performance, to find a second hatstand sitting in a corner. Without skipping a beat, he gracefully hangs his panama hat and frock coat, and starts duetting with his newly crafted partner.
#doctor who#classic who#5th doctor#headcanons#I just know he's a good dancer#we've been robbed in Black Orchid#ROBBED I tell you#and yes#the reason why he doesn't know exactly where it is is because he abandons it in a different location at the end of every dance fit
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Call beffore sleep🩷
One night you were home with Jack somereasone you missed him alot and you call him during him on the field he never picks up but when your name shows up he will pick up
Aaron - y/n what's wrong is everything OK why are you up so late hello ??
You - hey ! Yeah Jack and I are fine I just missed you I'm sorry are you busy?
Aaron - yeah I'll call you back at my office
4 hours later
Aaron calls you
Aaron - you still haven't told me why you called me you never call me when I work y/n what's going on ?
You - I just miss you and I want to tell you I love you beffore I sleep
Aaron - hey ill see you in 4
-he hangs up -
You ° 4 as in minutes or hours ?°
When you hear a door open you know he was home so you pretend to fall asleep
He walks in the room and gets changed first
Then he walked up behind you and holds your hand
He whispers " I know your not sleeping "
You turn around "ok you win mister profiler right who said I married such smart man "
Then he kissed you
Then you both got to bed to sleep
You say "good night I love you ! "
He hugs you close "good night love you too"
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Prompts
Similar to the November 2022 challenge, many of the prompts in the first two columns are from the National Day Calendar. The third column are songs to inspire.
The fanworks must be posted in February (with late entries accepted through March 7). The works do not have to be posted on the specific day. You want to use the prompt almonds (from the 16th) and post it on February 5, go ahead. Just make sure in the notes or tags to specify the day or the prompt.
As always, if you have any questions, please ask either here or send a message to my main at @lucy-268.
Have fun!
1. Umbrella | Baked Alaska | I'm Still Standing (Elton John)
2. Snow Sculpture | Bubble Gum | Welcome to My Life (Simple Plan)
3. Wear Red | Carrot Cake | Stronger (Kelly Clarkson)
4. Harmony | Homemade Soup | So What (P!nk)
5. Intimate Apparel | Nutella | Believer (Imagine Dragons)
6. Chopsticks | Margarita | About Damn Time (Lizzo)
7. Cards | Fettuccine Alfredo | Miss Me More (Kelsea Ballerini)
8. Counseling | Peanut Butter | House of Memories (Panic! At the Disco)
9. Dream | Bagels | Maybe I'm Amazed (Paul McCartney)
10. Toothache | Brownies | Born This Way (Lady Gaga)
11. Spilled Milk | Peppermint Patty | The Winner Takes it All (Abba)
12. Marriage | Plum Pudding | All of Me (John Legend)
13. Galentine's Day | Cheese | I Will Survive (Gloria Gaynor)
14. Valentine's Day | Chocolates | I Honestly Love You (Olivia Newton John)
15. Canada | Gumdrops | Anti-Hero (Taylor Swift)
16. Grouchy | Almonds | Because You Loved Me (Celine Dion)
17. Anthropology | Cabbage | Stand By Me (Ben E. King)
18. Romance | Seafood | Hanging by a Moment (Lifehouse)
19. Condom | Mints | Lights (Ellie Goulding)
20. Red Sock | Cherry Pie | Happier (Marshmello)
21. Mardi Gras | Sticky Bun | The Middle (Jimmy Eat World)
22. Logic | Sweet Potato | Shape of You (Ed Sheeran)
23. Birthday | Banana Bread | I Will Always Love You (Dolly Parton)
24. Bartender | Tortilla Chip | Hello (Adele)
25. Language | Clam Chowder | In My Life (The Beatles)
26. Fairy Tales | Pistachio | In Your Eyes (Peter Gabriel)
27. Polar Bear | Strawberry | We All Sleep Alone (Cher)
28. Toothfairy | Chocolate Souffle | And So it Goes (Billy Joel)
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the sun will never go down
Fandom: Roleslaying With Roman
Relationships: Blood Red Song/royono
Characters: Noise, Roman, Youngblood
Summary: After everything, Noise has joined Roman and Youngblood in their travels. It’s not easy being on the run, but the three of them have found paradise together.
Word Count: 2077
Warnings: brief mentions of Youngblood burning Noise, the abuse Noise experienced in the bard college, some jealousy about being outshined and guilt about that jealousy, cursing, minor injury
Notes: written for @polyshipweek for the prompt 'dancing', inspired by this post, title from Stay Awake by Ellie Goulding
AO3 // Masterpost
It had been quite a day. Not an eventful one, but a long one. They'd set out from Elidore early in the morning and it had been a lot of walking since then. Other than a brief, much needed pause to eat around midday, they’d pressed on for most of the day.
The forest floor was uneven, enough that Noise had trouble in their boots.
He groaned as he tripped over yet another tree root, ankle twinging. At the sound, the others stopped just ahead of him.
"We should have gotten you better shoes at Frogtown," Youngblood said when they straightened up.
"I like my boots! I just... like the twisted ankle less."
"I could carry you!" Roman offered.
Noise seriously considered it. Their feet were so sore and there was nothing better than being cradled in Roman's arms. But...
"No, you're already carrying most of our stuff. I'll be fine."
"That's probably for the best," Roman agreed, although that didn't stop him looking disappointed about it.
"It's getting towards evening so we don't need to go much further today," said Youngblood. "Can you make it to the next clearing?"
Noise sighed, relieved. "I can manage that."
When they finally reached a clearing suitable to set up camp in, they were all sweaty and covered in dust from the road.
"Ugh," Noise said as they dropped their bags in an undignified heap. "Finally."
He only hesitated a moment before shrugging off his cape and rolling up his sleeves to expose clammy skin to the cool evening air. Youngblood's eyes snagged on their scar but she didn't say anything.
"That's a great idea," said Roman, already unlacing the top of his jerkin and undoing the first few buttons to expose a sliver of chest that Noise certainly didn't mind having on show.
Youngblood pulled down her hood.
Then they all got to work.
By now, Noise was getting the hang of setting up camp with these two.
It was a far cry from the way it worked on bard expeditions, where Noise had either been made to do the worst of the physical labour or, more recently, been the one dumping tasks on some poor cadet.
Now, setting up camp was a communal effort. The tasks had already been distributed when Noise joined the group, typically Youngblood in charge of building the fire and Roman on dinner duty. Eventually Noise had found himself a place in the established routine, fetching water from the nearest river and choosing the best place to sleep.
By the time the sun was setting and the first stars peeping out behind the diminishing red of the sky, they were done.
It wasn't exactly cosy - Noise was used to far better accommodation than a bed of blankets and a roof made from tree branches and stars. But he could appreciate the simplicity of it, the freedom of sleeping under the open sky. It was nice.
Noise moved towards Youngblood, collecting a couple rations from Roman on his way, and settled down on the log next to her. She glanced at them as they offered her a ration, smiled, and turned her attention back to the fire.
With a quiet hum, a spark caught the little stack of wood she'd gathered, setting it ablaze with blue and purple flame.
Roman gasped in delight as always, the combination of magic, music and pretty colours still novel to him.
However unlike usual, once the task was done and she was seated next to the fire, Youngblood didn't stop singing. The melody continued, light on the breeze and just the right side of eerie.
When Noise glanced up at Roman, he was already grinning at Youngblood, besotted.
And… yeah. That was exactly how Noise felt.
Youngblood rarely used her song anymore – whether to be inconspicuous, or out of guilt for everything that happened between them, or some other complicated mix, they didn't know. But it wasn't healthy for her to keep it inside. Youngblood was born to sing, just as a fish is born to swim and a bird to fly.
It was nice to see her let go for once, using magic as something other than a tool. Magic for its own sake.
She wasn't paying attention to what she was doing, just letting it come to her as it pleased, letting the notes flow into a melody like streams joining to form a river.
Sure, Noise had some difficult feelings about that song, those flames. On bad days, when his head throbbed where his eye should be and the Bard King’s cruel laughter echoed inside their own head, Noise's arm hurt along with their eye. Sometimes it would itch unbearably, like a burn only half healed, and they had to resist the urge to scratch and scratch until the scar came away with his skin.
On those days, just looking at any kind of fire was enough to make them cry.
And even now, when they'd long since abandoned the Bard College, Noise could still find a lingering resentment for Youngblood’s natural born ability which had always outshone whatever hard work Noise put in. And next to it curled a sickening guilt for ever thinking such things about Bloody.
But that was only some days. Noise was a tiefling, fire generally posed little danger to them – Youngblood’s especially. For most of Noise's life, Youngblood's flames had been a source of wonder to them, magical in a way that ordinary bard spells never were. They were a comfort to Noise, a warmth that was so uniquely Youngblood that it never failed to make him feel safe.
And despite everything, that association was more permanent than the fear.
Embers swirled through the still air, as if riding an imaginary breeze. As they passed, the forest transformed. The dull browns and greys of fallen leaves burst into a cascade of orange and brilliant scarlet. The entire clearing glowed, awash in silver light despite the moon being nowhere in sight.
And yet, just beyond the clearing there was no change. The magical light cast no shadows past the ring of trees, no sign of their presence given away.
Everything contained within a little musical bubble, just for them.
Noise found himself shivering as the magic passed over him. It felt something like falling into the curio cart, but not unpleasantly so.
The curio cart had been like being swallowed by a creature ancient as the earth itself, chilling to the bone. This, however, was diving into a cool lake on a hot day, surrounding yourself with perfectly clear water.
There wasn’t exactly a change to his outfit, but a shift in quality. It was suddenly brighter, bolder, the fabric softer and rippling in a breeze that wasn't there, the jewels glittering even when there was no light to catch.
The sparks of magic brushed over Noise's cheek, warm like a kiss, as they passed him.
They fluttered over to Roman, whose outfit shimmered and changed too. The leather of his jerkin shone bright, the dust and dirt it had collected over these months vanishing like it had been given a much needed polish.
Roman gasped in delight.
The sound made Youngblood look up, and the illusion faltered with her song. "Sorry, I didn't realise I was-"
"Sorry?" Roman laughed, turning on the spot. "This is incredible! Is all magic like this?"
"No," Noise replied before Youngblood could, "Just Youngblood's."
They gave Youngblood a crooked smile with enough affection that she had to duck her head away from the sight.
She's so easily flustered. It was one of Noise's favourite past times.
"Wow..." Roman breathed. "That was beautiful!"
"You hear that, Bloody? You're beautiful,” Noise cooed, nudging her. “You're not gonna stop singing now, are you?"
"Bitch, don't even," Youngblood grumbled.
But she was smiling.
It was more self-conscious now, but the melody soon started up again and the illusion was restored.
The song grew in confidence with each note sung, a crescendo of sound and magic. It made Noise's heart glow with his joy, his admiration, his love.
"Oh, I love music so much, this is so cool!" Overcome by it all, Roman began to bounce forward on his toes.
He stopped in front of Noise and offered them a hand, eyes warm and deep. "C'mon, Noise! Dance with me."
And what could Noise do, when Roman was looking at them like that and Youngblood's music filled their ears, other than take his hand?
Roman still wasn't used to dancing, his movements awkward and clunky, but he more than made up for it in enthusiasm. Noise always enjoyed dancing, but dancing with Roman was different, bright and imperfect and fun.
As they swept across the clearing, spinning, one of them (Noise couldn’t tell who) barked out a laugh of delight. Then they were both grinning and laughing and laughing, adding their own music to Youngblood's.
Exhilarated, Noise looked over to where Youngblood was sitting and-
She was watching them, her eyes shining as they followed them around the clearing, pouring her heart out into this song for them and for herself. When she caught Noise staring, Youngblood smiled a little wider, sang a little louder.
When Noise looked back to Roman, heart in their throat and giddy with it all, they were speaking before they even realised what they wanted.
"You should dip me again," he said, breathless.
"I... don't think I can," Roman replied sheepishly.
"What do you mean?"
"It was an accident last time! I tripped and it just kinda... happened."
That just about broke Noise's brain. "You- what."
He's so fucking stupid.
Roman laughed sheepishly. "Sorry to disappoint."
"Come here, farm boy," Noise grabbed him by the waist, pulled him closer so they were pressed up against each other, and tipped him backwards.
Youngblood whistled. For about two seconds they held the position, Roman looking up at them wide-eyed as he relaxed into their arms.
Then Noise remembered that Roman was nearly six feet of pure muscle while they were basically a twig, and gravity returned.
Roman began to slip from their arms and Noise held him tighter, desperate not to drop him. He flailed and smacked them in the face as he felt himself falling.
"Ah, shit! Fuck-"
Then they were on the floor.
"Oof," Roman groaned as Noise landed on top of him. "That's gonna bruise."
"That was so not my fault," Noise said immediately. "You're so heavy! Why are you so heavy?"
"You two just-" Youngblood cackled. "Your tail stuck up like a scared cat!"
Noise rolled off of Roman so they could direct the full force of their pout at her.
Youngblood only laughed harder.
"You have to admit that was quite funny." Roman nudged him. "Besides, you had a nice pillow to fall on. I'm the one who took all the force."
Noise rolled back around to lay their head on his shoulder. "It's true, you do make a very nice pillow."
Roman grinned, his face so close to theirs, and what could they do but lean up to kiss him?
Noise sighed, content, as they settled across his chest.
"Hey, Youngblood," Roman said above their head. "You gonna stay over there or are you gonna join the cuddle pile?"
"I'm not lying on the floor."
"You don't have to, Bloody," Noise called back, "Roman makes a great pillow."
"I'm happy to be your pillow!"
There was a brief pause, then an unusually soppy expression crossed Youngblood's face. "Well, how could I deny him that?"
So she stood up, the light in the clearing dimming to something intimate as she joined them on Roman's other side. He slipped his arm around her and pulled her closer.
"Hey, moonlight," he whispered.
"Hey sunshine."
Noise could spend their entire life here in this clearing, with them, and never get tired of it. And what a realisation to have.
He could have stayed at the Bard College and been successful. As the First Chair, Noise would have had everything he ever needed, even if not everything he wanted. But by abandoning everything they'd ever known, Noise ended up here. That leap of faith, that incredible impulsive decision, had brought them companionship, safety, warmth.
Noise wrapped their tail around Youngblood's leg. At the touch, she turned that soft look towards him. They blew her a kiss across Roman's chest.
Yeah, Noise thought sleepily as his eyes began to close. We're all gonna have back problems tomorrow.
#polyshipweek23#roleslaying with roman#blood red song#rswr roman#rswr youngblood#rswr noise#royono#roleslaying with roman fanfiction
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The sky is cotton candy🍦🍭
I lived by One Republic is playing as Sabrina is biking home for dinner.
It's a late 2012 afternoon, the sun is setting, and mom is about to call for dinner; I oughta get there before she starts to worry.
Peddling and peddling, trying to see how fast I can go down the neighborhood hill; I know, I know, there is a fair chance I might bust my face.
Busting through that door, wafting the aroma of sauteed onions and garlic from dinner, "Mom, I'm home !", I say as I'm going to my mom for a side hug, "It all looks lovely !"
"Well I appreciate it sweetie, come on, we're about to pray."
As a family we fold our arms, I volunteer to say the prayer today, "Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for this day-."
Dinner was splendid as usual, rice, feijoada, banana, farofa, barbecue ribs, and a salad on the side.
I ate my plate, and immediately went for another serving. Before running upstairs to go to my room, "Don't forget to do your homework !", my mom exclaims behind me.
I don't do my homework; for the life of me, I can't get myself to, I just want to watch YouTube videos and it's almost bedtime.
Scars to your beautiful by Alessia Cara starts playing as I'm in room picking out what to wear for school tomorrow.
Flipping through my closet, I am looking for what I should wear tomorrow; it's going to be Friday, one of my favorite days ! That means I must put together my best outfit of the week. I decided to go with my black, l love Yoshi shirt, my regular skinny jeans, and some white vans. I straighten my hair a bit more so it doesn't look puffy, I know I won't wake up before school to do it. I wear this outfit quite religiously I'll admit, I feel like I radiate in pretty girl energy when I do so.
My hair is a tangled up, curly mess, I feel like I look so much prettier with it straightened; It's a lot to keep up with but as mom says, "beauty hurts."
Now before bed, I must lastly wash my face so I don't break out, and I'm all good to go !
Lights by Ellie Goulding starts playing as the moon is up, goes down, and the sun comes back up.
It's 7th period science class, the day is almost over and I can't wait for the weekend. Walking down the halls, I see all the various social pools. Popular girls holding hands with delinquent, adolescent boys, then there are my friends and I, nerdy art kids with questionable style, being our loud, annoying selves; the highlight of my school day.
Now I'm on the school bus about to head home, and I know that the moment I drop my backpack off, I'll ask my mom if I can go play outside.
My mom gave me permission and with pure excitement, I hop on my teal Schwinn bicycle with brown leather accents and speed away to my friend April's house.
Castle on the hill by Ed Sheeran starts playing as I am approaching her house.
April is my best friend; we grew up together at church since primary, she's a year younger, we always play outside in her front yard. We loved to draw on the driveway with chalk, pretend we're a part of high school musical, jumping rope, hula hoops, and dancing around.
In the summers past, we'd barely get to play outside together, but some nights we'd have late night talks about silly, sappy things on the swings.
Sometimes her parents don't let her play outside, and I'd throw little pebbles at her window, hoping she'd open it and chat for a little without her parents seeing.
She's so my best friend even if she doesn't go to school with me; but hey, every summer we could always spend girls camp together, much like last summer. This year is going to be my third year and her second year at camp; I'm so looking forward to it !
I just approached her house and it looks like she can't play today, and I feel a bit bummed; sometimes it feels like we can barely hang out outside of church.
Little talks by of monsters and men starts playing as I'm throwing little pebbles at her window.
She opens up her window, looking a bit saddened, I wonder why so.
"Hey ! You okay ?"
She nods her head no and I say "come on out, wanna talk about it ?"
She gives me sorrowful eyes, saying, "I can't.."
"Well hey, we can just talk here then."
That's when she breaks the news to me, "I'm moving this summer, I don't think we'll be going to camp together, but you have my parents number if you ever want to talk, I'll make sure they send your parents our new address, maybe we can send each other letters.."
God this sucks. She's my best friend, I wanted so badly to go to girls camp with her this summer. Summer is so ruined.
I tell her, "Whyyyy ? You're my best friendddd ! Do you know where you're going ?"
She tells me, "I'm not too sure but it might be out of the city or state; you send me letters okay ?
In that moment we locked eyes, you can see that we were about to burst into tears. She starts tearing up some and I give her a hug through the window. Until sunset, we just chat like usual, laughing, and for a moment forgetting about the summer bummer.
Soon after, I hop on my bicycle and bike my way home before dinner starts.
Wake me up by Avicii is playing as I'm speeding down the neighborhood hill on my way to supper.
I felt really bummed all night and all weekend. I feel like there's a massive hole in my heart, and sinking feeling in my stomach, I barely wanted to eat dinner that night.
The weekend has passed and another school week has commenced; you can tell I was a walking bummer with my dreadful demeanor. Dreading class, dreading summer, dreading life...without my best friend.
I still went over to play after school as much as I could until the school year ended. Our parents planned an outing for us before the move in hopes of that cheering us up. Hey, at least I look forward to that.
Shower by Becky G is playing as I'm getting ready, singing in the shower with excitement.
I am wearing my soft blue Old Navy tee with skinny jeans and my white vans, my other best outfit.
We are going to hang out at Menchies to get frozen yogurt.
I see her coming in through that door with her parents, she looks beautiful. I swallow my thoughts, I mustn't look at her that way; she is a white rose , and I, troublesome with my rebellious ways.
Giving her a light hug as she walks in, I welcome her with glee. Our parents leave us be to be young teens, as they go walk around the strip mall, talking amongst themselves.
Us girls, we're just chatting away about our usual discourse, silly shows, silly thoughts, jokes, and feelings. The cotton candy sunset looks so pretty, and our frozen yogurt too sweet, not the best for our teeth, with vibrant flavors and candy toppings.
The table underneath, I felt her hand touch mine for a second, brief, and I felt all air lost; it was a foreign feeling to me. I wonder if she felt something too, I doubt it though , girls are only meant to be friends, nothing more of course.
Girls like girls by Hayley Kiyoko starts playing as I am stunned by these brand new thoughts and feelings.
Underneath the table, I feel her fingers caress mine for a bit. I am shocked, completely. I must be overthinking it all.
Underneath the table once more, her fingers lock mine and stay.
And I feel, I feel something I can't put into words; my breath is lost, yet my pacing heart feels still, when she locks her hand in mine, and her hand stays.
I look at her, still for some reason trying to pretend we're just being friendly, and I ask her, "you think you won't have to write to me for too long ?"...."we'll hang out again, won't we ?"
"For sure, I mean, I'd hope to as soon as possible", she says with her eyes looking at her lap; you can tell, she's deeply saddened by this move, just as I am.
"Sabrina ?" , she says to me, "do you wanna have chat in the girl's room ?"
"-uh, sure !", I say, a bit confuzzled by that random request.
Standing by the soft pink stalls, she grabs my hand, you know I'm feeling it all rush down my body like rain on a car window.
I look at her and feel a bit tense, not knowing what's coming next.
"D-don't hate me okay ?", she says awkwardly before kissing me out of the blue; quite courageous of her.
I looked stunned, with my jaw slightly dropped, and my eyes widened, "A-April...", and before making her feel embarrassed, I grabbed her other hand and kissed her back, I wanted her to know that kissing me was okay. You can see in her face that she felt relieved, "I just wanted to make sure I had the chance to do this before I go.", she told me, trying to downplay as we both did, about how we felt.
I kissed a girl by Katy Perry is playing as we both just had our first kiss ever.
"We ought to get back out there before our parents start to worry.", I tell her as I am nervous about getting caught.
She agrees, we both know that this has to be kept between us; She's already moving far away, I don't want her to also be kept away.
Awkwardly walking out the restroom, we sat back down in hopes that our parents didn't see. I know they should be coming back anytime soon. You can tell just how badly we wanted to hold hands again, maybe even lean on each other's shoulders, and as much as I wanted to... I couldn't risk that.
And as much as we wanted to, I'm glad we didn't.
The store door bell jingles as we see both of our parents walk in not too soon after everything. We both try our best to act like we didn't just kiss each other a few minutes ago.
My mom says, "You girls had fun ?, come on, we have to go soon."
Ughhhh, I'm so not looking forward to being away from her. This has got to be the saddest way to start summer.
Summertime sadness starts by Lana del Rey playing as I am looking out the car window on the way home.
It's officially her last day here, I am outside her driveway, watching all the boxes load up into the truck, she's moving some hours away. "I'm glad we got to chat once more, I'll miss you April, don't forget about me okay ?"
With utmost sorrow, we hug for quite a long time, yet not too long, for we don't want to raise suspicion.
Summer passes, and so does a few years. Years of anguish, rebellion, and unrest within my home. I grew into myself, the shades of the girl I once was, the girl I tried so hard to be, had forfeitted over time.
We wrote to each other for sometime, eventually we started texting; although between my constant grounding and her not being allowed to be on social media, contact had faded, and my curiosity had grew.
Did she forget about me eventually ? Did our friendship just fizzle out from the distance ? Did she just outgrow me over time, had forgotten about that moment we shared at Menchies and grew into a person I no longer recognize ?
Glad you came by The wanted started playing as I am in my cap and gown, taking pictures outside after graduation.
I am taking pictures with family outside, and my high school friends soon after. All day I kept hearing something about this so-called "surprise". I know I am having a graduation party after this but I sure wondered what everyone had been talking about.
And to my surprise, "Sabrina !", I hear a familiar voice. As I am looking around I hear once more, "Sabrina, over here !", and oh my did she blossom.
I see her, I see her, it's her !, "April !", I yell out as we both run towards each other for a long awaited hug.
We both sobbed our eyes out, and to our embarrassment, our families are laughing, smiling as they are taking pictures of us.
"-N-no way !", I am on the floor sobbing, and the sky is cotton candy, just like that day we spent at Menchies.
"Come on, we have a graduation party to attend !", she says with excitement.
She IS the surprise.
Uma Thurman by Fall out boy is playing as we are both throwing down moves at my graduation party.
And underneath the starlit skies, somewhere outside, where only we knew, we kissed, and kissed, like our lips longed for this moment, to coexist.
As we grew older, eventually to branch out and away from our shame, many more late afternoons were spent, and as it was then, it is to this day; The sky is cotton candy 🍦🍭.
Forever stuck in our youth by Set it off is playing as the screen fades to only, soft pink, cotton candy skies.
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