#he's got white boy gamer rage

[kunikiden]

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki Headcannons ?!

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki loves video games no matter the genre. However, he tends to prefer games that have a pvp aspect or are competitive due to the skill he holds towards these games. For example, Fortnite, Valorant, Mario Kart, etc.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki always has Minecraft running in the background when gaming, so he can quickly switch to it if needed.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki likes to mine the most in Minecraft. When he's not doing that, he's either exploring or killing off mobs. ( Building is NOT his specialty )

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki wears a soft pink headset that has interchangeable cat ears. ( It was a Christmas gift from Panda. )

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki has a headset that is designed to his likes and his gaming tendencies that also matches the color scheme of his setup, but still wears the ones Panda got him out of appreciation.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki prefers gaming on his PC or his Xbox due to its easy controls, better privacy settings, and raw computing power. ( He is an avid Playstation hater. )

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki has both a regular Nintendo Switch and a smaller Nintendo Switch Lite he likes to bring on his person, whether in public or at school.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki used to be a chronic DS & 3DS user as a kid, but now he keeps it preserved on display in his bedroom.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki was always a big fan of the Pokémon franchise, and some of his favorites are Togepede and the Aloan Vulpix.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki's favorite 'old' Pokémon game is Pokémon White.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki thinks fire starter type Pokémon are overrated and always chooses the water types.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki has a microphone for voice chat but only uses it when he is playing with his friends; aka people who understand his rice ball language.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki wears your classic white boy t-shirts while playing. ( Eat sleep game repeat, I paused my game to be here, etc ) In addition, he has a collection of these but refuses to wear them outside his dorm or house

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki used to rage and go absolutely feral over Among Us in 2020

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki has accidentally cursed someone out of rage, forcing them to log off and delete their account.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki bought a fancy gaming chair that can recline and have adjustable height ( as well as a secret massage mode ) that he can play/adjust by using a remote. ( Panda offered to buy him a toilet bowl attachment )

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki often drags his fellow second years out to arcades in competition to see who can win by getting the most tickets by the end of the night. ( He always wins, but Yuta comes close due to Rika's help ( she's cheating ))

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki has a YouTube channel for gaming that he will occasionally post a vlog on

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki first started posting videos in his rice ball language but realized after a while that the reason he wasn't getting likes was because people couldn't understand him. Shortly after, he stopped talking and just started adding subtiltes/captions.

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki has built his own PC with the help of Yuta. ( All he did was be emotional support as Toge rambled on about it and went with him to shops to buy the necessary parts )

Gamer/Streamer!Inumaki is also really good at board games, but for some reason SUCKS at any type of Monopoly besides the cheaters version. ( and chess, he is horrid at chess )

[mephilesnronefanever]

Wait, quick headcanon idea for gamer mephiles. Particularly on a shooter game like valorant or overwatch!

What if mephiles was in a game with a few people, one of them was a girl (trans or biologically!), and the other two guys were just harassing her like toxic e-boys like: “go back to the kitchen!” Or “this is a boys game!”

And mephiles just pops in like: “It’s not a game based on gender, it’s based on who wins through talent and skills, which clearly neither of you have if you’re ganging up on her on a damn VC, especially when she’s the one carrying everyone on this team.”

The boys rage quit and mephiles tries his best to comfort her, before realizing that it alll got caught on stream, and fans were going crazy in the best way possible! (Bonus points if he ends up friending her and they stay in touch afterwards!)

He may be a dick, but he’s not going to discriminate someone’s gaming skills based on gender, he’s better than that!

Headcanon Assimilated, Engulfed even, white cell style

I don't even have much to add onto this, but i Might? Come back to this and eventually doodle it methinks

All depending on time

[morgana-ren]

and a funny question, who does tomura like his reader or his video game better?

Ideally, he wants both!

That's not to say that Tomura is going to turn down a girl that isn't into video games- he never thought he'd have a girlfriend at all so this is a fantastic problem to have- but it would be even better to have a girl who can game with him. It's his release, how he vents out various frustrations and clearly something he learned how to utilize when he was young to cope and enjoy himself. He’s been seen multiple times strategizing in video game format, so I think it’s safe to say that it’s fairly important.

If you're not a gamer, that's okay too, but he is going to try and get you into it. Show you some of his favorite games and try to teach you how to play. For your birthday or some other occasion, he'll buy you a console or a laptop in the hopes that you'll play it in your free time and take a liking to it.

If you don’t, cool. But he’s still going to play his. 

I think the best way to put it is that he loves you both in very different ways. He loves his console and his pc, but he’s not going to try and fuck them (though he has been lonely and drunk enough to joke about it before). 

Don’t be one of those chicks that tries to get him to put the habit aside entirely because 1) Why would you want to? He enjoys so little, let him have one little goddamn thing, and 2) he’s not going to take kindly to it. 

It’s totally plausible for your relationship and his video game habit to co-exist. He just might ask some odd things and do some goofy shit.

Here’s a little list for funsies. 

Letting him rant and rave to you about his current fixation. 

Stealing you goofy game related shit from games you mention more than once or seem to remember because he thinks you’ll like them since you clearly remember it.

Even if you’re not really interested in games, he’ll still offer to buy you new ones he likes and grind them and offer to play them with you, basically power-leveling you to see if you grow to enjoy it.

Taking you to the local game shop and hanging out while he browses (and him telling you to fucking relax when you tense as he steals whatever it is he decided on, because fuck the establishment).

Him listening to video game OSTs when he’s trying to focus or just relaxing in general.

Cosplaying as one of his favorite characters. 

Roleplaying as one of his favorite characters. 

Letting him fuck you while you do those things.

Blowing him while he plays online (time honored classic)

Having you ride him while he plays.

Him finding a casual way to work into unrelated conversation that he has a girlfriend to gamers online who honestly don’t give a shit.

Wanting to ‘place a bet’ on a match and winner takes all (I’ll give ya one guess on what he wants to bet for.)

Taking you out on the rare occasions he goes in public to go to cons for releases he’s into

Dude watches video game youtubers. Sorry if you’re not into that. 

Goofy gamer lingo. 

Absolutely horrible gamer pillow talk.

Someone please tell this man it’s not sexy to tell you you’re poggers after cumming (lmao)

Relating a lot of things back to whatever game in particular he’s playing with. 

You’re not gunna convince me this man doesn’t play super modded sims on the lowdown and has some nasty shit happenin’. 

Gettin’ a wee bit flustered when you stumble across his.. uh.. expansive mods folder for certain games and sites he has bookmarked. 

It’s ironic. It was as a joke. He swears. 

haha unless...

[siconetribal]

Put It On My Tab: Chapter 3

Pairing: Jason Todd x Fem!reader

Tag: @vbecker10

Warning: Cursing

Summary:

Everyone deserves time off, and the vigilantes of Gotham are no exception to the rule. The boys decide to take a weekend to let loose. Who knew a few drinks would lead to a stranger in bed?

Author Note (updated 12/15/22):

I don't know how or why this got deleted, so I'm posting it again. Here are the links to the other parts for new readers:

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4

PLEASE READ WARNING ALWAYS.

Aside from the occasional whirring of the computer fan trying to cool down the tower and the creak of the computer chair every time Jason moved, the room was silent. Leaning back again, he let his head hang back and let out a loud groan, swiveling to one side until his monitor was just in sight. Still not on yet. He fussed with his hair, the pop of white in the front mixing with the black before falling back into its usual place. He was disgruntled and now growing impatient. “Another fifteen minutes, the hell is going on?” He muttered at the lack of message from “IAmBatman”.

Though he was not an avid gamer, he did dabble in the periodic pastime. When his brothers insisted he try online gaming, he did what any moody loner sibling did and ignored them. However, after enough pestering, he caved and gave it a shot. He lingered in the town/lobby area of the game, buying or creating items, until he felt prepared enough to look at the request board that he usually ignored. There were a bunch of different requests floating around, but he had no intention of randomly selecting one. He needed a good quest where he could contribute. He was not going to ride a bus, nor did he want to be the bus. It was a simple enough restriction…or so he thought.

Very quickly it became clear that at this hour only those who were very skilled or not skilled enough were around. A middle ranger like him was too good or not good enough. Not wanting to be a quitter, Jason stuck to his restrictions and scrolled through the board. He would exit the list and reread again, hoping a refresh would populate new ones. After the fourth refresh and seconds from him rage-quitting out of frustration, an interesting username caught his eye. There, in black ink, was “IAmBatman” requesting help. He could not help the loud snort that came from him as he accepted the task. He needed to see this avatar for himself. It had to be some buff male avatar all black or modded to look as close as possible to the black cowl wearing vigilante. What greeted him was an avatar that was outfitted to look like his vigilante alter: Red Hood.

Jason nearly choked on his water when he saw it. The player had a username calling himself Batman and was dressed up as Red Hood? This had to be some sort of prank. Grabbing his phone, he opened the group chat with the other bat-boys and demanded who was behind this. Anyone available was utterly confused and insisted they had no idea what he was asking about. Snapping a picture, he sent it and asked again. The response? Damian demanded to know what buffoon would mix the two, Dick was sending laughing GIFs, and Tim wanted to meet the genius who was trolling him. It was obvious none of them has a clue on whom this player was, but they all wanted to meet him now.

<You know you’re dressed as Red Hood, right?> He sent into the chat.

<Yeah, so?> IAmBatman responded.

<Your username…it’s Batman.>

<Who says I’m not?> He stared at his screen and rolled his eyes. <Have you ever seen me and Batman in the same room?>

<I’ve never met you.>

<Which means you haven’t, so you can’t say I’m not.> He let out a small chuckle at the silliness of the argument.

<OK, “Batman”, what’s the plan?> And that was how he made friends with “IAmBatman”. Now, here he was sitting and waiting for the fake crusader to sign in.

I know I’m not the most punctual thanks to my line of work, but IAmBatman is never this late without giving some kind of heads up. Did something happen? They did say they’re living in Gotham, troubles everywhere here. He frowned, tapping his fingers on the table. Another eternity passed by (five minutes). “Forget, I’m logging out. I’m just gonna read, I waited long enough.” He fixed his posture in his chair and wheeled it closer to the table, grabbing his controller. With a few presses and pushes, he was staring at the dialogue box that asked him if he was ready to sign out. His thumb was primed and ready to confirm it, but he could not. Frustrated with himself, he exited the screen and went back to idle. I don’t need  to log out, I’ll just grab a book and read. “If they come on, and I miss it, I miss it. So what? They can wait, just like I’ve been.” He pushed his chair back and hopped off the seat, making his way over to his filled bookshelf. Searching through the titles, he grabbed the one he was currently working on and made his way back to the desk. 

“Now, I’m just going to sit here and enjoy my book. If they log on, and I miss it, oh well. They can wait as long as I did.” Kicking his feet up on the table, he leaned back and slouched a little into the perfect slight curl before opening to his bookmark. Now his night would not be a waste. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he jumped into the world within the pages.

What felt like the tenth eternity of the night rolled by as he heavily dropped his feet to the floor and sat up. How many times have I read that stupid line? If anyone asked me, I wouldn’t be able to tell you the fuck I even read! He audibly groaned, scrubbing his face with his hands. Did he dare look at the clock? He widened the gab between his index and middle finger to peek at the clock on his wall. “For fuck’s sake, only three minutes?!” He nearly chucked the book in hand at the offending time piece on the wall. “I’m going to go insane, this is it! This is how I, Jason Todd, actually die. Insanity from waiting online for some stranger to come play games with me.” He slouched further in his chair, letting it swivel side to side. Maybe if I do this long enough, I’ll melt into the floorboards. He scrunched his nose and furrowed his brows. This is really pathetic. A ping from the speakers made him jump, the chair sliding backwards as he fell forwards, narrowly saving his nose from smashing into the edge of the desk as he scrambled to get up.

<Hey, sorry I’m late. My shift ended late. Are you still there?> All the anger and frustration he had built up instantly flew away as he blindly reached back until he grabbed the arm of his chair, pulling it back under him as he typed back.

<Yeah, I’m here. Took ya long enough. What’s with all these late night shifts, I might think you’re actually Batman 🤣> he replied.

<Crime stops for no man!> He snorted.

<Ok, caped weirdo, what’s with all the late night shifts?>

<Let’s just say I had an expensive date one night, and now I’m stuck paying off some debt 🙄>

“Expensive date, paying off debt? The hell kind of date is that?” He muttered to himself. <I think you owe me a little more detail than that after making me wait here all night.?

<Can’t we just go kill some dragons instead? 🥺>

<After you tell me how a date got you into so much debt.>

<Ugh, fine, rude!>

<Good girl>

<Who said I’m a girl? I could be some sweaty, hairy old guy living in the apartment building basement.>

<Yeah, and I’m the Queen of England 🙄>

<Well, Your Majesty, it’s rude of you to assume my gender when we’ve never met.>

<I can tell by the way you type. Trust me, I know a lot of sketchy guys, you’re not a sketchy old dude.>

<Oh yeah, what if I’m a super skilled sketchy old dude that’s pretending to be a girl?>

<Wow…so sexy…you really know how to get a guy going. Quit trying to distract me and tell me what happened already!>

<Alright, alright! Jeez, so pushy!> She replied and Jason smirked.

I knew it! He thought with a smug smirk, watching the three dots appear and disappear a few times on the screen as she typed. He watched this repetitive animation run for a good handful of minutes, his curiosity rising with each passing second, until a small paragraph of text appeared on his screen. Leaning on to his right arm, he leaned in closer to the screen as he read. “Couple months ago, spent the night with some dude during her high school reunion dinner, they spent the night at a hotel, he trashed the room, and she’s stuck paying the bill.” He muttered aloud to himself as he summarized the details. “Damn, that sucks!” <What kind of asshole does that?! Can’t you fight the hotel and tell them he’s the real culprit?>

<I wish! I don’t know a damn thing about the guy! We met for the first time that night and I had the room under my name so legally I’m the one responsible for any damages and fees that may be incurred from said damages. So, because of that, I’m working extra shifts and overtime to get as much money as possible to clear the charges without asking my friend for a loan.>

<Damn. Do you remember anything about this guy? I can beat the shit out of him for you. I’m pretty good in a fight, if I do say so myself.>

<I feel like saying that automatically means you’re terrible and I’ll need to save you from yourself 🤣. Thanks for the offer, though.>

<Ow, rude! We’ve never even met! How can you tell if I’m strong or not?>

<Just like how you can tell if I’m a guy or a girl by how I can text and assume I’m not Batman.>

<Nice try, but I have sources close to hm. You’re not Batman. Also, was I wrong though?”

<Would my saying yes or no actually prove your right or wrong? “

<Touché, well, the offer still stands. If you need me to teach that shithead a lesson, just say the word.>

<My hero, now can we go beat up some giant lizards for items? I need to vent out the frustration of having to deal with the rich snobs of Gotham who like to complain about the color of our cups during the holiday season.>

<What, it’s not December yet.>

<I know, that doesn’t stop them. Now, ya joining me or not, wonder boy?>

<Yeah, yeah, let’s go!> He chuckled, following her avatar.In the blink of an eye it was nearly dawn and the two of them finally called it quits and logging off. The boss monster was a lot harder than they anticipated, but they finally managed to get the upper hand and reap the rewards. Crawling into his bed, he pulled the covers up to his shoulders and rolled onto his side. She was safe, and he managed to get some great gameplay time after a boring night of patrol. Maybe life was not so bad after all. Yawning, he closed his eyes and let sleep finally creep over him. Yup, a good night. His eyes flew open as he practically went flying out of bed at how fast he sat up. Two words had suddenly come hurdling to the forefront of his mind. Two words he skimmed over in his eagerness to get the hunting on the road. The same pair of words that made his eye twitch from how close they were to his old title as Batman’s sidekick. “Holy shit, there’s no way! It can’t be, but who else says that?!” He let out another loud groan as he dropped backwards on to his mattress. IAmBatman was the girl from the hotel room. Tonight was going to be a long night.

[soratoninn]

gamer boy.

content/cw; cockwarming, humiliation, fingering, praise kink.

ft; dabi x black!fem reader

songs; chanel slides — dreezy

you are bored at your boyfriend's house while he plays video games and he helps you quench your boredom.

word count; 1.5k

You sat on the bed with your butterfly loc's spread out looking at the roof listening to your boyfriend rage play over his microphone. "Fix your aim pussy!" He yelled as he slammed his fist on the desk. You rolled your eyes and sat up to watch as he continued to play his video game on his PC. His room was brightly lit with purple and his computer set up had three monitors going across as he played the game.

The victory screen came up and he clapped his hands loudly. "LET'S GO!" He yelled as you could hear his friends laughing in his headphones. "Rematch?" He asked and his friends agreed in the headphones. "Give me ten minutes. I'm gonna grab some Gatorade," Dabi muted himself — taking his headset off, spinning around in his chair.

He tilts his head seeing you bored staring at the ceiling like a weirdo. "Hey baby, you okay?" He asked as he stood up, walking across his room to the mini-fridge grabbing the cool blue thirst-quenching Gatorade. "Been better. Maybe if my boyfriend showed me a little attention, I'd be much better," you put it mildly as your tone was dimmed to that 'I'm pissed but I'll just play it off like I'm not.'

"Aww, I'm sorry baby," Dabi untwisted the cap and drank the Gatorade, throwing it into the trash can as he finished up with it swiftly. He looked at his watch and saw he had eight minutes left until he had to get back on the game. He looked at you and his eyes trailed down to your thighs in the white tennis skirt you were in.

   The cellulite between them and the beauty marks on them made him damn near drool at the thought of being in between them. Without his trying, he'd got bricked up watching the view of your thighs bulging out of your skirt as they were somewhat spread. "I got an idea," he declares as he walked closer to you. Your brow raised as he set himself in between your thighs.

    "You're very gorgeous you know that right?" He asked leaning down peppering you with kisses on your cheeks and neck, the Ocean cologne you'd bought him from the bath and body works the other day. You smiled as he began to peck your lips. "I know," you say nonchalantly and he chuckled at you. It wasn't until his hips accidentally brushed against yours making you gasp as you felt his hard against your clit.

   "Dabi are you bricked up right now?" You asked as you felt your face heat. "Can I try something on you?" He asked as his veiny hand trailed down to the waistband of your skirt. "Yeah... Sure," you mumble as he wrapped your legs around his hips. He looked at his watch one more time and smirked. "Five minutes is enough."

Dabi moved his lips against yours salaciously as his hands guided him under your skirt to hook his hands at the waistband of your panties. You gasped in his mouth as he slowly slid them off of you, letting the fabric drop to the floor. "So fuckin' pretty," he groaned as he tapped his finger against your throbbing bud.

You moaned in his mouth as he began to rub your clit with ease. His talent with always making you feel good in a sexual manner never escaped your mind. He swapped his middle finger with his thumb to rub your clit as his middle finger slid down to your saturated crevice. "Wet like this for me already?" He asked as his finger circled your hole playfully and you were ready to squeeze your thighs around his hips as hard as you could.

But, before you got the chance, he slid his slender finger into you making you moan and toss your head back. He curled his finger repeatedly hitting that spongy part inside of you and you felt your stomach fill with butterflies, in wait for that dropping feeling in the meaning of release. Dabi added yet another digit and continued to propel his fingers forward. Your arousal drip down his knuckles as he continued to finger you.

"Sit up," you immediately follow his orders out of submissive and selfish intent of getting what you needed most out of him. His thumb glided against your kiss swollen lip and he slowly inserts his thumb in your mouth watching you suck lustfully. He pulled his thumb from in between your lips and grabbed you by your shoulder dragging you to his gaming table.

He sat down and unzipped his pants and pulling his boxers down slightly allowing his cock to spring free. "Sit down on my lap. Don't be shy, darling," you nervously sat down in remembrance you had no panties on at the moment and you were oblivious to anything he was planning to do. "Raise your hips," he demands in his raspy tone as you both had only thirty seconds until he had to return to the microphone. You raised your hip and Dabi aimed his cock right at your pussy before his final demand came.

"Sit down."

Unaware of his intentions, you lowered your hips with no worry and immediately regret your decision as you sank all the way down on his cock. You were expecting this, but at the same time, it'd caught you off guard. Dabi grabbed his headset and put them back on, turning his mic back on. "Yo," he says, smirking watching you pant lowly trying to adjust to his irregular size.

Dabis length had a lineup of piercings and with those came pros and cons. "Ready to kick some ass Dabi?!" The guy behind the microphone asked as he began to chew aggressively on Doritos. "Duh. Start the game," he replies, grabbing a remote controller from the drawer in the desk. He handed the bottom cord to you to get you to plug it into the computer.

You shakily plugged the controller in and gripped the desk — Dabi smiling in awe at your feeble attempts to get used to him. Dabi had no complaints considering he was killing two birds with one stone. The first stone being the streaks he needed complete each day and he not only got you to stop complaining, but you were keeping his dick warm.

It was a win-win situation in his eyes. Dabi pulled his seat back and you moaned at his dick somewhat moving inside of you. Dabi pulled you back with him and you moaned pathetically once again as his cock slightly moving in you. "You guys hear that? Which one of you cunts is playing those sound effects? It's weird and overplayed dude. Go get some real fucking pussy bozo."

Dabi continued to play the game and you watched trying to avoid the tension in your lower half in which did not seem to phase him one bit. He had gotten a few kills and he died, casually having to wait thirty seconds before he could go back. Dabi sat his controller down on the desk. He put his hands on your hips and pulled you up to the half of him and pushed you back down causing you to moan.

   "My microphone was on, sweetheart," he whispered and your eyes widened immediately trying to cover your mouth. Dabi slid his headphones on and listened to the chat going on between rivals and his teammates. "Yo who fuckin they girlfriend while playing call of duty?" The laughter in the chat continued and you heard it feeling your face heat at the embarrassment.

   Dabi smiled sadistically. "It's me. I'm fucking my girlfriend right now. Wanna say hi to her?" He says and you looked at him shaking your head. You heard claps and praise going on in the voice chat and when Dabi died again in the game, he slid his headset off and put it on you. He used his hand to up the waiting time to a minute and thirty seconds.

    "Say hi," he says, rubbing your hips. "H-hello," you greet solemnly gripping Dabis thighs. You were gonna bury him for this afterward.

   His friends immediately greeted you back and some snickered. You were going to speak again, but, Dabi picked back up with thrusting deep inside of you. You covered your mouth and Dabi used his free hand to remove it. "You aight over there?" You breathed shallowly. "I'm a-aight. I'm waitin' f-for t...the time- fuck- to run o-out," Dabi continued thrust inside of you and sat you back down on him when the time narrowed to ten seconds.

   He took his headset off of you and put it back on. His hand wrapped around your waist feeling the outline of his cock inside of you. You accidentally clenched around him and he groaned, slapping your inner thigh. His hand circled around you to completely play the game.

"This is what you get for bitching. Now sit still."

all works belong to toruzaki © 2021. do not copy, modify, redistribute, translate,  or write spin off stories based off of my own content. remember, plagiarism is illegal.

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[uwuwriting]

Among Us with the boys

Request: okay so who do you think would like playing among us and what would they be? like would they be the imposter or the crewmate, who would die first?- anonymous 

HAHAHAHA! I SWEAR WHENEVER I PLAY THEY ALL THINK IM SUS. AND I HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHING. Anyways, I really like this game makes my paranoia useful. Love ya.💖💖💖

rules

masterlist

warnings: umm nothing? idk.

Kaminari Denki

-Sus af without even trying. 

-Legit.

-He just messes up that card task in admin and has to do it over and over again.

-So the others just see him lurking in admin and immediately are like .....you lil bitch.

-He is always the first to be voted off. 

- “Kami is sus yall I’m telling you.”

- “I AINT DONE NOTHIN!!!”

- *coochieman69 was Not an Impostor*

-It really gives him serious gamer rage. 

-My boy is really bad with the whole voting stuff. 

-He keeps forgetting what color his avatar is and votes himself. 

- “yellow is kinda sus.”

- *kami who is yellow* “Yeah he should go.”

- everyone: ......

-Bad spelling. 

-Like really bad spelling. 

-To the point yall can’t understand what he wants to say. 

-Um voice chat has been banned when you play with Kami. 

-The sounds this guy makes. 

-Good lord. 

-Pierce your eardrums with the first accussation thrown his way. 

-Comes to your room for comfort after he gets voted off on the first meeting. 

-Cried once bc no one believed him. 

Shinsou Hitoshi

-Impostor KING.

-No one EVER suspects him.

-He’s just so non chalant 24/7 that people just assume that him running around is normal bc he’s doing tasks so he can go chill in security. 

-In reality when he’s a crewmate that is exactly what he does. 

-But he will never say that aloud. 

-Pairs up with you. 

-Impostor or not he will follow you around to keep you safe™.

- “Babe just vent.” 

- “But they’ll think you did it.”

- “No they won’t.” 

- *someone else gets voted off.*

- “Told you.” 

-He knows how to use vents and NOT get caught.

-Like legit he never ever gets caught. 

-No one knows it how he does it it just happens. 

-Doesn’t really speak in the chat. 

-Even when he is being accused. 

-Boy couldn’t give to flippin fucks. 

-He really never has to say anything bc he never gets blamed but anyways. 

-Trolls people when he is a crewmate. 

-Just follows them around and stands there doing nothing. 

Dabi 

-Is accidently good at it. 

-Maybe its the villain life style but he knows how to turn others against someone???

-Like blue may have been with three other people for the majority of the game but for a few seconds he left and came back. 

-In that time ladies and gentelmen blue murdered dear green in cold blood. 

-I swear its amazing how much people believe him. 

-Like look at him. 

-He just oozes trust. 

-He has one of those faces. 

-When he is the impostor he legit kills everyone in 0.5 seconds.

-Goes on a killing spree killing 4 crewmates on his own in a matter of seconds while you on hte other hand have been trailing white from the start of the game. 

-You always get ejected no matter what. 

-Mostly because you always find the bodies..... and Dabi is a lil shit and says he saw you venting or killing. 

-Like, sir I am your s/o please defend my honor. 

-Got voted off once and almost burned his bed. 

-He got really REALLY frustrated because for the first time in forever no one believed him. 

-And he was ejected. 

-When he was just an innocent crewmate. 

-The only reason no one trusted him was because you guys were playing with the LoV and they know what type of person Dabi is. 

-Next in line was Shigaraki......crusty ass man got ejected so fast. 

Shigaraki Tomura

-Gamer rage. 

-No one trusts him. 

-Its worse than Kamis’ situation. 

-Sir, we do not trust you please leave our space shuttle. 

-And it gets to him so fucking much. 

-Like you will just hear a random anguished scream at 3 am bc he was once again... ejected. 

-For some reason can never be the impostor. 

-Like the games’ algorithm is fighting against him and never gives him a chance. 

- “This game is bugged!”

- “You a crewmate again?”

- “FUCKKKKKK!!!!!”

-Cannot get the nuclear reactor task right. 

-Keeps forgetting the order of the buttons and will spend the whole game there doing just that. 

-Until he gets killed. 

-He ruined two phones. 

-He got so angry he accidently turned his phone into dust. 

-Kurogiri is a tired parent. 

-Like a really tired parent. 

-Dabi and Toga troll him while playing together.

-Angers him further and no he is chasing them throughout the hideout to turn them to dust. 

-You have to calm him down with cuddles so he can sleep. 

-Bc bby boy cannot sleep if he’s mad. 

Hawks/Keigo Takami

-Can’t really play??

-Can’t do tasks and always self reports. 

-He’s just dumb. 

-Dumb and easily distracted. 

-You’ll be playing next to him and he will be watching you game.

 -And then he will see you go near him and he’ll wake up from his trance and try to get away. 

-But fails.

-Like fails miserably. 

-Gets chopped in half in no time. 

- “SONGBIRD!”

- “There are no rules in love and war, darling.”

-Fuming.

-Tries to convince Endeavor to play with you two. 

-Will staright up call the man in the middle of the night and give him the code to your room. 

-Makes sex jokes while its just the three of you in the room. 

- “So I have been thinking....now that I have you both were I want you.”

- “Hawks...” “Keigo.......”

- “Let’s have a threesome.”

- *1#hero left*

- * ~mommy~ left*

-Is a really bad impostor. 

-He just tells you that he is the killer the moment he gets his role and you just report him with zero hesitation. 

-He has been betrayed. 

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[kawaii-sugarii]

Irl me: I sent in a custom trailer of mine, you think you can react to it?

*Casting a video feed to the TV*

*Words started to appear in bold letters on the screen*

"SUGAR RUSH." *The words disappear.*

"THE CANDY GO-KART RACING GAME TEENS AND KIDS ALIKE LOVE FOR ITS FAST-PACED ACTION." *The words disappear.*

*A brief footage showed the Sugar Rush console in Litwak's arcade.*

"HOWEVER..." *The word faded and get replaced "ALTHOUGH GAMERS KNEW ABOUT ITS OUTSIDE WORLD..." *The words fade.* "DO THEY KNOW ENOUGH OF THE WORLD WITHIN?"

*The words disappear, and seconds later, a dim light illuminates behind the screen, revealing massive amounts of shadows of the racers (recolours included, but not the Sugarsonas) all looking down, with no movements. Are they asleep? The screen cuts to black.*

"IT'S NO GAME NOW..." *Words fade after seconds.*

"BUT IT'S STILL A RACE..." *Words fade after two seconds.*

"...AGAINST TIME." *The word "time" fades into red before cutting to black.*

*Cut to a blurred view of a straightway ahead, and footsteps can be heard, and a figure shows up, only his leg revealed to the viewers. He whips out a ice blue and white striped sword, which the tip could be seen, a brief moment later. Cut to black as the music intensifies.*

"SUMMER" *Words fade*

*Cut to another scene, revealing the figure, which was a boy, screaming while slashing "racers" left and right as the screen fades to black.*

"READY YOUR WEAPONS" *Words fade, cut to the boy forming a second sword similar to his normal one, but this one had white pixels.*

"STEEL YOUR NERVES" *Words fade, revealing the boy dodging projectiles while charging for the robots, as the camera panned to him for a full face shot, his eyes glowing with pure rage as he let out a battle cry.*

"PUSH AWAY YOUR FEARS" *Words fade, cut to the boy having a struggle against a Minty Sakura, and the camera was now trained on the boy's back as rockets flew in his direction, and the screen fades to black before the rockets could hit the both of them.*

"BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY..." *Words fade, cut to the boy unleashing an ice blue and orange rays from his eyes, now with angel-like wings.*

"DO YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES..." *Words fade, revealing the boy decapitating a Sticky as gears and oil flew everywhere before cutting to black again.* "...TO END THIS WAR?" *Words fade, this time having a full view of a straightway, revealing the boy facing horde after horde of "racers" armed with weapons. The camera trains on him first, then the crowds of "racers" and their duplicates with weapons armed, ready to attack at a moment's notice.*

*The camera cuts to the boy again, who prepares his swords and gritted his teeth as the screen fades to black. Music stops and softens.*

"SUMMER 2023" *Words fade to black*

"SUGAR RUSH: THE ROBOT RACER WAR"

*The movie title was revealed, with the boy facing a Robot Vanellope as a poster in the background behind the title. Screen fades to black.*

"IT'S A RACE NO MORE." *Words fade*

"IT'S WAR." *The words faded to red, before getting a slash of a sword to the screen and it fades to black, and the trailer ends.*

Irl me: Well, what do you think? Also, can't give any info about the boy, spoiler alert.

*Before watching the trailer...*

Sugarii: Hmm. I got a CD from someone who wants the racers to watch it...

Candlehead: Oooh...

Minty: What's on the CD?

Sugarii: I don't know. I'll just leave it to you guys. But just in case...

*She looks over at the 9 "new racers" (her SugarSonas, in other words)*

Sugarii: You guys leave.

Kumagaru: Awww, but I wanted to know what's on the CD!

*Cloud shrugs and leaves the room without saying a word, which has some of the racers off-guard*

Corrina: Cloud, where do you think you're going?! *runs after him*

*The other 7 run after Cloud and Corrina*

Sugarii: Okay...I'll just put the CD here and leave... *puts down the CD and leaves the room*

Swizzle: Alright! *picks up the CD* Let's watch it!

Adorabeezle: Uhh...I'm not sure about this...

Snowanna: Aww, come on, Breezy! It's just a video! Nothing to be scared of.

Adorabeezle: If you say so...

Snowanna: And hey, you can hold my hand if you're scared.

Adorabeezle: Ah, n-no no no! It's fine! Thanks anyway!

Vanellope: Any predictions for what's on it?

Gloyd: I bet it's a jumpscare video!

Candlehead: Eh?!

Rancis: Gloyd. Not funny.

Gloyd: *giggles* What, you don't like horror movies?

*Vanellope pinches Gloyd by his ear*

Gloyd: Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!!

Vanellope: Just shut up, Pumpkinhead. *lets go of him*

Gloyd: *rubs his ear* Oww...that was mean, Princess...

Vanellope: *groans, rolls her eyes, and then kisses Gloyd on the cheek* Does this make you feel better?

Gloyd: *blushes* Y-yeah.

Minty: Swizzle, just plop in the disk already.

Swizzle: You don't have to tell me what to do, Mintz. *takes the disk out of the case and inserts it into the VCR*

*The racers all settle down to watch the video*

Jubileena: This'll be fun to watch!

Crumbelina: I wouldn't say that...

Taffyta: Zip it, girls.

————————————————————

*After watching the trailer...*

Adorabeezle: ........!!

Vanellope: What...

Taffyta: ...the...

Minty: ...f***?!

Adorabeezle: *pinches Minty by her ear* Watch your mouth!!

Minty: Ow!

Rancis: ...!

Swizzle: Dude, this is insane!

Gloyd: I know, right?

Snowanna: Not so sure what kind of insane you boys are talking about...

Candlehead: *shivers* That was scary to watch...

Crumbelina: *while stroking Jubileena's hair* Pff...wimp...

Candlehead: Hey!

Minty: But then...who was that boy in the trailer?

Adorabeezle: Hmm. I wonder...

(Little to no tags this time.)

[your-world-with-nct]

💌 • 4:35am

“you know, i swear, if you’re the impostor, i just won’t come over to yours tomorrow. wait, it’s already tomorrow ‘cos it’s past midnight, right? yeah, okay then, i won’t come over today,” you spoke into the mic of your earphones, quickly diverting your attention back to the round that was about to start.

“what? your brain is barely functioning right now, i don’t trust anything you’re saying— what’s that even supposed to mean?” boyfriend!yangyang questioned you through the phone, baffled at your sleep-deprived nonsense.

ignoring his confusion, you finished customising your character, ready to play yet another round of ‘among us’ with your avid, competitive gamer boyfriend, “shhhh, the game’s about to start, mute your mic, baby.”

he simply chuckled at your cute command, muting his mic, and smiling to himself as his role appeared on the screen.

you both continued to play, silence coming from both of your phones, not only from muting one another, but also from the sheer concentration of trying to win the game. before you knew it, someone had called an emergency meeting, leading you to return to your voice call with yangyang.

“so, how has it been faking tasks, mr impostor?” you giggled, disguising your suspicion with lightheartedness.

you heard the boy scoff from the other end of the line, “oh come on, y/n, if it was me, you would’ve been killed first, or maybe that cyan guy because his hat is really ugly.”

“o-okay then... bit random if you ask me,” as you clicked on the chat, it seemed as if nothing needed to be addressed, and the player who called the meeting had assumed incorrectly.

“yangie, skip the vote,” you prompted, as you did the same and waited for the round to carry on, “don’t forget to—”

“yes, yes i know, mute the mic,” he finished your sentence for you, amused at the fact that you two were still so connected even though you weren’t together at the moment.

just as you were about to finish your last task, another emergency meeting interrupted you, you sighed and turned your mic back on, before checking the chatroom.

an exaggerated gasp escaped from yangyang when he realised what was posted in the chat and once you discovered for yourself what exactly had caused him to react as if had seen a ghost, you were in hysterics.

“‘guys how do i jump in the vents like white did’ why would you ask that? do you want me to get caught, stupid cyan!!” your lover ranted in between your breathless giggles, cursing out the clueless noob both in real life and in the chat.

soon after, he was voted out, then rage quit the game, begging you to leave too, “okay, fine, i’ll leave, but, my god, you didn’t even get to kill anyone,” you returned to your uncontrollable laughter, switching from the ‘among us’ app to the video call you were on with the fuming yangyang.

“i just got out of the vent to kill purple because they were on their own but then cyan came out of nowhere? ugh, i could’ve won that as well,” he pouted, as you found his childish sulking adorable.

“aww, it’s okay, babe, we can always play another time, hopefully we’ll get a good server without that cyan player,” you grinned at yangyang, immediately making him momentarily forget what he was yelling about.

he ran his hand through his hair, sighing, “if i ever encounter ‘mark’ ever again i swear i’ll snatch that egg hat right off of his stupid blue head! i’m sorry but i don’t think i can touch that game for another few days, i need some time to recover.”

you rolled your eyes, shuffling further into the multiple blankets draped on your bed, “you’re so dramatic, yangie.”

“says the one who wanted to eat a different restaurant because that guy you used to like when you were like twelve was there—”

“we don’t speak about huang renjun!!! i’m gonna hang up now, byeeeeee,” your hand hovered over the bright red ‘end call’ button, although you both knew that you weren’t going to press that any time soon.

“okay, i’m sorry, i’m sorry, y/n, don’t hang up!! i didn’t want you to have the last word of me being dramatic. why were you so scared anyway, you were with me in that restaurant, your boyfriend, what was he gonna do?” yangyang smiled at the memory of you hiding in his shoulder, aggresively whispering to him about how you wanted to get the fuck out of there.

“i don’t even know, i was just so... surprised that he was even there,” you laughed at him bringing up your pathetic self, temporarily being distracted by the chirping bird that flew past your room’s window, “y’know, i wish we could go out again, like, normally.”

your boyfriend took note of the sad undertone of your statement, feeling the urge to give you a massive hug, but wincing when he knew he couldn’t, “i know, me too, baby, but we can’t really do much about how the world is right now. at least we can call like this every night and play together, right?”

it wasn’t the most comforting thing to hear in the world, but only because it was yangyang saying it to you, your heart burst with adoration as if you could feel his sincerity through the phone, “hmm, yeah, you’re right, babe. even if the world came crashing down on us, i would be content if i had you.”

yangyang was overwhelmed with your words, it was evident in his ear-to-ear gummy smile and the way he covered his reddening cheeks with his sweater paws, “you really mean that, y/n?”

“i do,” you nodded, suppressing a yawn to smile back at your blushing lover, “i’m probably gonna go to sleep now yangie, i love you.”

despite being left speechless by your nonchalant confession, yangyang just managed to respond before his heart leapt out of his chest, “i love you too, sweetheart.”

finally ending the call, you placed your phone on your bedside table, tossing to your other side to shield yourself from the rays of light indicating the start of a new day.

so what if you messed up your sleep schedule to talk to yangyang for hours on end? you really did mean what you said - he was your saviour, your hope in the midst of a global crisis. and you would rather experience the end of the world with him, than this pandemic without him.

[shemakesmusic-uk]

K-pop soloist Chung Ha has released a poignant music video for her new single ‘Killing Me’. The visual follows Chung Ha as she tries to move on from a bad breakup. It opens with her seeming looking forward to a new day, before she is swept into a world of heartbreak as she is reminded of a former lover. The singer attempts to party her pain away with friends  But by the end of the video, Chung Ha ends up sitting sullenly on a couch as her heartbreak takes over once again, while the party continues to rage on around her. “It’s killing me, killing me / Every day is a long tunnel / Again, I’m exhausted by the endless darkness,” she sings on the EDM-inspired pop song. [via NME]

FKA Twigs has unveiled a new video for recent single ‘Measure Of A Man’ featuring Central Cee . First released earlier this month, the clip for ‘Measure Of A Man’ features exclusive footage from the upcoming film, The King’s Man. The Diana Kunst-directed video sees FKA Twigs wield a sword against a demon-like figure while Central Cee raps against a red backdrop as FKA Twigs dances behind him. The track, which takes on a theatrical tone, posed a challenge for Twigs, who said in a prior statement: “This song has such a different sound, which is a challenge; you’ve got to really embody the song. For me especially with my vocals, I had to pull a different side of my artistry out.” West London rapper Central Cee added: “What I listen to when it comes to trying to find beats is something theatrical, it needs to sound like a movie. And that’s exactly what’s going on with this song, it sounds like it’s made for a movie regardless.” [via NME]

Witch Fever have a video out for track ‘Bully Boy'. The concept for the video was The Witch Trials but for drag queens and CBeebies. Violent, but in a cartoonish, over the top, completely unrealistic way, with watermelons and balloons being stabbed. It ends with the band being burnt at the stake with paper flames. Taken from their debut EP Reincarnate which came out digitally last month, ’Bully Boy' is a steel toe-capped boot to abuse of male power, which considers the concept of God within a patriarchal system.

Peckham, London based band Black Bordello release new single 'Drones' and announce their new EP White Bardo, out March 2022 via Hideous Mink Records (Opus Kink, Fake Turins, Body Horror). With inspirations ranging from PJ Harvey and Björk to Aphex Twin and David Bowie, Black Bordello's carnivalesque blend of art-rock, punk, jazz and Turkish psychedelia is a wholly unique aural experience. Written during lockdown 2020, (somewhat illegally) in a basement underneath a closed pub, 'Drones' opens with a theatrical descending bass line, before erupting into a roar of magisterial brass, fizzing synth runs, and frenzied percussion. Discussing the initial inspiration behind the track, vocalist Sienna Bordello said: "The idea for 'Drones' came about after I watched a documentary about a Drone pilot. He was a gamer who had been headhunted by the US military and recruited into the military workforce. He was given a gaming station with Xbox-like controllers and vintage screens which showed simplistic colours, much like the platform arcade games of the 80s and 90s. He was given missions like ‘cut the grass’, ‘trim the weeds’, ‘tidy this area’. After his service was done, he suffered PTSD when the realisation that he’d been controlling the distribution and attack of drone missiles on civilians sank in. I thought of this as an interesting subject matter for the song, namely because we were in a global pandemic and all life as we knew it had been halted, yet at the same time the UK and US (amongst others)  governments had put more money into military than ever before, and had recruited more troops to attack parts of the middle east throughout our so-called ‘international emergency’. I was gobsmacked that they were passing needless military operations whilst the world was distracted by the pandemic. Every person in this situation is a puppet, but who is pulling the strings?"

KRISTEENYOUNG shares a brand new single entitled 'Life Kills.' 'Life Kills' is the first song and single from the upcoming KRISTEENYOUNG album, The Beauty Shop (due March 2022 via The Record Label). The Beauty Shop is a song cycle based on the life of a serial killer, with each song taking on one major emotion. But, really, it’s about how life can kill our emotions and asserts that everyone is part victim/part perpetrator. 'Life Kills' is based on the emotion of rage. Young wrote, arranged, produced, co-mixed and played almost every instrument on the album, as well as designed and made the album art and visuals (including clothing). And 'Life Kills' is no exception. Young wrote, arranged, produced and co-mixed (co-mixer was Tony Visconti) 'Life Kills.' She played every instrument except guitar which was played by renowned avant-guitarist, Don DeVore (Collapsing Scenery). The bass was played by legendary producer/bassist, Tony Visconti. The song eschews genre but features her signature dissonant piano bashing, operatic vocals, tribal beats, and incisive lyrics. Young shot and edited the video herself, and designed/made all props and wardrobe. Most of the video was shot at location, Renditions (beauty salon) on Highway 66 in St. Louis, Missouri in October 2021. Some footage was also shot at Magic Touch Auto Spa in Lodi, New Jersey.

Constellation is pleased to announce a new artist, Kee Avil, and debuts the stirring video for Kee Avil's new single, 'See, my shadow.' Led by Montréal producer Vicky Mettler, Kee Avil combines guitar, voice, electroacoustics and electronic production to create song assemblages that teeter on the edge of collapse while oozing forward, like sticky resin picking up and shedding disparate elements along the way. Kee Avil evolved from playing guitar with broken cymbals and drumsticks to forging askew tempos and templates glued together by samples of screws dropped into crystal bowls. "A shadow’s moment, distorted. Warped piano samples, chipped ceramic cups, swirling metal, feedback assembled. I used to think this was a love song. Constructed from a demo, never finished, originally recorded for the Kee Avil EP. 'See, my shadow' is one of my most produced songs – a large part of the work was to strip it down and find the right balance between chaos and density vs stability and drive. It will be the first song on a new album. Writing this I find myself trying to find a reason why I would "stand here blind, deaf and mute" – ultimately the words are there for their rhythm, imagery and texture. The text for the ending was written in one moment, intense but fleeting, later adapted. The meaning of the song changes all the time – fittingly, it’s as though this moment has been passed on to my shadow. To reveal what I’ve hid, what is recognised, ignored, what is real. Blank, misdrawn, rebuilt, the creature as the i. With masks, I break and reconstruct these ideas, mix the familiar with the abstract."

Brussels-born, world-raised, Berlin-based, singer, songwriter and artistic director K.ZIA shares the breathtaking new music video for her latest single ‘I Got Your Back’. The track follows the release of previous singles ‘Sanctuary’ and ‘JFMB’, and is taken from her upcoming debut album Genesis, set for release on February 11, 2022. On her brand new conceptual album, K.ZIA brings forward her rich Universe and introduces two sides to her persona: K.ZIA who emulates light, warmth, passion and emotion and sings in English, and ZIA, her darker, bolder, intoxicating alter-ego who sings in French.  Effortlessly blending elements of alternative R&B, soul, Pop, trap and afrobeats with K.ZIA’s captivating vocals, ‘I Got Your Back’ showcases K.ZIA’s effortless and natural gift for storytelling. Drawing from her combined influences, K.ZIA thrives on being able to experiment with the emotions and feelings she’s able to convey through her music.  Speaking of the track, she says: “'I Got Your Back' is a song close to my heart. Dedicated to one of my closest and longest friends, It’s a song of comfort for the ones among us who suffer from depression. Life can feel so lonely at times, depression is a subject we don’t often talk about but touches so many. It’s ok to need some time off, it’s okay to feel a certain type of way. The last 2 years have been heavy on a lot of us and this song is a warm hug from a distance to make sure you know that whatever happens, I got you.”

Minneapolis artist and musician Frances Priya Anczarski released her new album as FPA, Princess Wiko, in November via 37d03d. Described by FPA as "the story of a young woman of noble birth forced to betray her heart, and marry a man she hardly knows, all the while going down the slow path of self discovery," it's a gorgeous album, full of lush soul and accented with electronic touches. There's also a new video for album track 'Last to Bloom,' a moody, candle-lit visual directed by Brendan Lauer and Ariana Bailey. "'Last to Bloom' is the final chapter of our story," FPA says. "It's about self-actualisation during what seems to be the end of the world. The rebirth of Princess Wiko has come, but nobody is left to witness, and nothing surrounds her but death and ash. ‘The leaves are all but wilted all but gone.’” [via Brooklyn Vegan]

Boston based singer-songwriter MAYA LUCIA shares her latest indie-pop single ‘ur ruining it !’. The single is accompanied by a bright and bold music video. Garage-Pop singer-songwriter MAYA LUCIA is the queen of hearts. Having spent the last five years bouncing between the Pacific and the Atlantic, the Minneapolis native pulls DIY sounds from both sides of the coast. Her distinctive vocal styling and angst-ridden lyrics effortlessly float between punk, pop, and surf-rock. Her next EP is due Spring 2022. Speaking of the music video, MAYA says, “Jack (Campise) and I have worked together previously on my music video for ‘sadgirl (rip moviepass)’. We met our freshman year of college before I transferred schools and have been friends ever since. Together, we created the idea of a reunion of sorts after the pandemic. We drew from the film Boogie Nights and their use of tracking one-takes to create the flow in the music video. A lot of our close friends were part of the music video and doubled as cast and crew mates, which made it very special.”

Los Angeles-via-Georgia singer/songwriter Katelyn Tarver recently released her stunningly beautiful new album Subject To Change on November 12. Now, she shares the all-too-relatable video for ‘Year From Now,’ a folk-infused meditation on the healing power of time.

On the music video for 'Maybe It’s Me,' mesmerising Brisbane act Pipin dons clown makeup. Aside from being visually intriguing, it’s also an insight into the multifaceted nature of the song, and the artist herself. On 'Maybe It’s Me,' we receive ecstasy and surrender. A radio-friendly kit shimmers along with a cute synth that teeters between major and minor chords, adding depth to an otherwise innocent pop structure. “Socks pulled off your toes, freckles on your nose, talking about someone I don’t know”, Pipin sings gorgeously, painting a vivid image of tension bubbling underneath a bright blue sky. Next comes the head-swaying hook, which gets stuck in your ears after just one listen. It’s a testament to Pipin’s captivating, idiosyncratic songwriting. “Maybe it’s me, I could be happy, I could be everything that I am not”, Pipin manifests, over the bubbly production work of real-life partner, Hugh Middleton. No wonder the sound and melody are so in-sync. You can sing along gleefully, celebrating a new chapter, or sing along ironically, remembering the weight of consequence that inspires such an epiphany. Both are feasible. The music video also contributes to this wondrous exploration, as Pipin performs in front of flashing, brightly coloured backdrops, both immersing and disorientating the listener. [via Happy Mag]

Parisian riser November Ultra has shared her new single 'le manège'. Out now, the single completes a memorable 12 months for the bedroom pop newcomer, whose DIY tactics have brought huge online success. 'le manège' pivots once more, with November Ultra discussing "endless love" while absorbing new sonic aspects. Melding together vintage R&B, Millennial pop, and the Spanish musicals she heard from her grandfather, 'le manège' seems to shift and evolve across several different planes. She comments... “This song is about endless love, about loving someone so much that you love them wrong, about being constantly close to short circuit. The beginning of the song pays tribute to Maurice Sendak's children's tale Max and the Maximons and this sentence pronounced by one of the monsters: "I'll eat you up I love you so'. This is what we wanted to show in this video, this carousel, a universe stuck between the real and the unreal. The beginning of the song is soft, light, a dream-like waltz. The little outdated but beautiful idea that we have of love and relationships when we grow up watching musicals. Then, the more the clip progresses, the more what we found beautiful becomes strange, as if it was going off the rails. The same scene repeats itself in a loop, the carousel gets stuck, like a movie you've seen so much that the film gets scratched, the dialogues scratch and everything that seemed beautiful, sweet and cute gets distorted, glitchy, and offers a new reading. Going from the mountain to the little volcano.” [via Clash]

Basel/London-based pop singer Emilia Anastazja just released her colourful new EP Flower House, bringing some warmth to the cold autumn days. With influences ranging from 070 Shake and Jessie Ware to Mary J. Blige and Whitney Houston, those sonic touch-points can be distinctly heard within Emilia's creations. New single and EP title track 'Flower House' was written in the aftermath of her previous home being torn down to be replaced by a new block of "overpriced apartments". A colourful amalgam of 90's inflected R&B and effervescent electro-pop, Emilia opens proceedings with a quiet admission of acceptance: "I‘m in the mood for taking what‘s good in my life / The more you pull down, the more I look up to the sky" before the track opens up into its soaring chorus. Speaking on the release of new single 'Flower House', Emilia said "The lyrics are talking about my reflections and memories of an apartment block that I used to live in with my best friends which was demolished in front of my eyes. It was a whole community of artists living there and we always had an open door for everyone and the rent was almost for free. The house was demolished because the state decided to build some more overpriced modern apartments there. This home holds a special place in my memory and is often a place I look back to as the last real place I could call home. I wanted to express both my anger and my fantasy to “Burn” down what now stands in its place."

Moonchild Sanelly has unveiled the music video for her latest single 'Covivi'. Released at a time when it could not be more relevant, the message of the single and music video is a plea for the pandemic to end so that people can enjoy the outdoors, especially leading up to the festive season. The video speaks to a huge party culture in SA where celebrations are shared with friends and memories created through music and dance. With SA facing a new wave and variant of the pandemic, the video will bring positive energy during this lockdown phase. “I am super excited about 'Covivi' visuals dropping because it is literally us having a conversation with the one person/thing that has been blocking us from grooving because we want to save our lives but our bodies want to dance. So I am having a serious conversation asking Covivi to open the doors because we want to dance”, says Moonchild. [via Times Live]

Doja Cat embarks on another spaced-out adventure in the new music video for 'Woman,' a track off her latest album, Planet Her. The clip was directed by Child, and it finds an intergalactic queen being warned of an imminent threat to her throne before conjuring the most powerful weapon she has at her disposal: Doja Cat. Admittedly, the narrative plot gets kind of lost from there, but that doesn’t mean the rest of the clip isn’t lacking in eye-popping visuals, futuristic costumes, and expertly choreographed dance sequences. [via Rolling Stone]

The dynamic duo of Charlotte Adigéry and Bolis Pupul have shared yet another bop of a track off their upcoming Soulwax co-produced album Topical Dancer, entitled 'HAHA'. Previous singles 'Thank You' and 'Blenda' further established their knack for subverting the platitudinous into quick-witted critical commentary. It also helps that Adigéry and Pupul possess the productional smarts to make any living soul prance around like a complete fool. 'HAHA' doubles down even more on Adigéry’s signature lyrical minimalism: in fact, there’s but one hook, and a great one at that: “Guess you had to be there”. The song samples Adigéry’s burst of laughter, expertly and infectiously laced in between the song’s slinky electronic beat, in a way putting a modern spin on eighties luminaries such as Yello and Jean-Michel Jarre. Obviously, this is a song of suggestion rather than one of confession, though some hints of its backstory might be found in the offbeat musical video. The commentary the two artists have given remains just as cryptic: “a visual shorthand for unhatched potential”.  We’ll leave it for you to unwrap whether this is allegorical or a creative exploration of an inside joke. Undoubtedly, it’s fun as heck. [via Beats Per Minute]

[kisafavi-17]

Jack:

- football star

- quarterback

- friends with newsies in middle school

- HELLA TALL

- openly bisexual

- he/him

- seems scary but is really nice

- had a small fling with sarah

- RED BULLLL

- average student

- creator of blog

- junior in high school

- just turned 17 in february

- teachers love him

- massive flirt

- loves horror movies and will put them on to have background noise

- HIS REAL NAME IS JACKSON BUT CALL HIM THAT AND HE WILL END YOU

- lives with medda

David:

- straight A+

- honor roll gate kid

- taking 5 AP classes

- gay and on the ace spectrum

- major social anxiety

- new kid

- met jack first

- closeted/didn’t know

- tutor to most newsies

- has a older sister sarah (by 1 year) and younger brother les (10 years old)

- he/they?

- editor of the blog (once joined)

- mentally ill

- scared of spot

- sophomore taking junior classes

- 15 years

- reads romantic novels to understand women

- has feminine products on him at all times

- FEMINIST

- has sensory issues

Race:

- pothead

- always has nic of some kind

- TRAUMAAAAAA

- always horny

- flirts with all

- attracted to few

- very openly gay

- gets bullied a lot

- on-scene reporter for the school news blog

- barely passing

- he/they/she (doesn’t care really)

- swears A LOT

- met spot in 4th grade

- sophomore (got held back a year) 16 years old

- is down for anything

- lives with jack at medda’s

- is the meme lord

- does. not. sleep. (or sleeps all the time no in between)

- has dyslexia and reads wattpad or redit

Spot:

- either really rich or really poor

* Rich:

- daddy’s money

- old family friends with jack

- arranges interviews with people for the blog

- on baseball team

- picks on boys

- REFUSES TO MAKE FUN OF GIRLS

- lowkey feminist

- internalized homophobia

- drives a porsche… a BRIGHT RED porsche

- he/him (says nor/mal like a douche tho)

- HELLA DEPRESSED

- takes “performance enhancing” pills

- secretly hangs out with the newsies

- junior but really young

- david is his tutor

- lowkey really dumb

- refuses to read anything. ever

- IS NOT FUCKING SHORT!!!

- he’s like 5’10 (says hes 6’0 tho)

- real name is thomas

* Poor:

- TRAUMATIZED AFFFFF

- wears zip-up hoodies with black skinny jeans

- beat up black vans

- emo

- also a really young junior

- hot topic is his ✨home✨

- everyone is scared of him

- the “quiet kid”

- he/him

- closeted bi pref men

- race is his only friend

- occasionally smokes weed

- oldest sibling of 3 (twins one of each. 5th grade)

- has a job no one knows about

- works as a waiter at a dinner an hour from school

- IS. NOT. SHORT.

- HE. IS. LIKE. 5’11.

- gets into fights and never looses

- secretly simping for race

- protects the newsies

- writes anonymous articles for blog

- ✨black eyeliner✨

- always has painted fingernails

- B+ average

- real name is sean

Sarah:

- book worm

- LESBIAN

- she/they

- loves the book worms

- reads anything and everything

- does photography for school blog

- definitely does theater/choir

- owns wattpad

- writes on wattpad

- definitely simping for fictional characters

- has tried a vape once

- lightweight

- tall

- like 5’8.5

- mamma mia fangirl

- loves DC movies

- has every girl/boy crushing over her

- therapist friend

- always has everything you need somehow

- met jack at a party

- doesn’t allow ANYONE to pick on david along with jack

- cottage gore ascetic

- loves disney

- drives a blue subaru

- is on the high school dance team

- hates the term “UwU”

- is a 16 year old junior

Blink:

- on football team

- still has eyepatch but no one cares

- gayyyy

- dating mush

- PDA

- funny af

- is a really old sophomore

- 16 years old (a january baby)

- camera man for race for blog

- besties are bumlets, mush, and jack

- only one without family trauma

- has twin sister

- has the funniest laugh ever

- volunteers at homeless shelters

- cinnamon roll🥺

- real name is dylan

- hornyyyyy

- has smexy pics on snap

- harry potter fan

- griffindor

- TWITTER WARS

- starts beef for no reason

- watches horror to freak mush out

- it works

Mush:

- hates horror movies

- is dating blink

- is on the wrestling and dance team

- people tease him for being on the dance team

- 15 year olds sophomore

- wants to be a veterinarian

- owns a chicken for some reason

- no one knows how he got a chicken

- chickens name is Kentucky (hehe)

- is a cinnamon roll 🥺

- body dysmorphia

- has eating disorder

- nicknamed sunshine (brought to you by blink)

- has braces

- has mainly girl friends and everyone thinks he’s dating them

- he/him

- pansexual

- civil rights activist

- hates when blink gets hurt

- is a crackhead some times

- is a vegetarian

- works lighting for blog interviews and reports

- PDA is not his thing but he doesn’t mind it

- BOTTOM WHO LOOKS LIKE A TOP

- people think he’s a crybaby when in reality, he rarely cries

- loves disneyland and disney in general

- friends with everyone

- is the matchmaker

- cuddle bug with blink

- mostly C’s and B’s on his report card

- real name is aaron (hehe)

- is a romantic so… mush

Bumlets:

- emo vibes

- on dance team

- is secretly good at soccer

- gamer boi

- has only been in one long term relationship

- is broken hearted

- keeps to himself

- they/he

- pansexual

- had a crush on blink for a bit

- has crushed on every newsie at least once

- is pretty chill

- 15 year old sophomore

- currently single

- taking AP classes with david

- is like really smart

- reads AO3

- doesn’t like wattpad

- plays CoD and halo

- rages when he games

- LOVES GRILLED CHEESE

- scary dog privilege (owns a pit bull)

- pit bulls name is kiara

- knows how to ballroom dance

- romantic boi

- doesn’t open up easily

- knows how mush got his chicken

- friends with poor spot

- is a writer for blog because he can actually spell

- real name is lucas

- has depression hence “bumlets”

- surprisingly really strong

- ✨flexible✨

Skittery:

- one of the oldest newsies (terms of joining)

- only talks to bumlets and jack

- doesn’t like david to much

- has a RBF

- is 16 (turns 17 in august)

- is a junior

- smokes cigarettes

- doesn’t have social media

- is on the varsity water polo team

- ✨rings galore✨

- tries to be cool

- has 2 cats

- cats are cheesy and monica

- has an older brother in college

- works at 7 11

- is not looking for a relationship

- he/him

- straight ally

- tried being gay but didn’t work out

- drinks white wine

- always stressed

- decent student

- A- average

- friends with all the coaches

- headphones are his lifesaver

- is a very numb human

- always has cold skin for some reason

- even in like 100 degree weather he is still cold to the touch

- had facebook then deleted it because hack found his account and spammed it

- historical fiction type of dude

- is the one who finds all of the info to give to writers/reporters for blog

- loves bumlets dog

- drives a toyota prius

- real name is jefferson

- no one but jack knows how he got the name skittery

Crutchie:

- was in a car accident

- real name is charles

- has social anxiety and dyslexia

- should get picked on but jack doesn’t let that happen

- soft boi

- technically isn’t a newsie but shows up to the meetings

- is a emotional support teddy bear

- is the assistant director for the school plays

- best friends are jack, sarah, and mush

- only has instagram

- terrified of heights

- occasionally sleeps over at meddas

- adults love this child

- they/them

- gay

- loves disney

- knows the entire hunchback of notre dame movie by heart

- is 14 years old

- freshman. the only freshman newsie

- child of the group

- goes to all of his friends game or competitions to cheer them on

- is really short

- like REALLY SHORT

- says “rawr” a lot

Medda:

- jack and races mother

- (A SINGLE MOM WHO WORKS TWO JOBS WHO LOVES HER KIDS AND NEVER STOPS WITH GENTLE HANDS AND THE HEART OF A FIGHTERRRR IMMA SURVIVOR)

- is a voice actress

- has been in disney films

- “if you’re going to drink id rather you do it in the house” mentality

- hates the idea of nicotine

- on the PTA

- has annual passes to disneyland

- loves all the newsies

- wants to adopt poor spot

- is in her late 30s to early 40s

- she/her

- straight… kind of

- she says she’s straight but by definition she’s pan

- civil rights activist

- has an ACAB sticker on her car

- PRIDE FLAGS EVERYWHERE

- if the sexuality/gender exists in the lgbtq+ community, she has their flag

- likes gardening

- will never use the wrong pronouns

- doesn’t really eat at chain restaurants

- not afraid to kill someone who hurts one of the newsies

- i’m serious

- she’s tried

- ….

Les:

- in 5th grade; 10

- friends with poor spots siblings

- is friends with the newsies

- loves medda

- is like another crutchie without the trauma/depression/anxiety/etc.

- asks david if him and jack are dating

- he knew david was 💅 before david did

- loves it when one or all of the newsies picks him up from school

- everyone loves him

- got picked on for having a “looser brother”

- spot (both poor and rich) picked him up one time with david. said “if you have a problem with les, you got a problem with me!”

- les was never bothered again

- gets lifted onto the guy’s shoulders all the fricking time

- loves feeling tall

- wants to play football like jack

- is very smart

- is ridiculously fast

- he has the fastest mile time in the whole grade

- teachers pet

- doesn’t have many friends his age

- brags about the newsies to his classmates

[angelofthequeers]

I’ll Always Come Back

Rating: G

Summary: No matter what happens, no matter what pulls them apart, Alya and Nino always find their way back to each other.

We're finally able to share our pieces for @thedjwifizine and I had the privilege of being able to participate! Please go check it out and give all the other creators massive love!

1. Welcome home

“Are we sure you’re not one of the planes?” Adrien teases. Nino flushes and forces himself to stop jumping from foot to foot on the rich red carpet, although he finds himself still bouncing on the spot in anticipation.

“Dude, I haven’t seen Alya in like two weeks!” He’s expecting Adrien to tease him again but instead, Adrien just sighs and smiles.

“I know the feeling,” he says. “Two weeks without Marinette is a drag. Not that I don’t like hanging out with you, of course.”

“Thanks, bro,” Nino says dryly. Adrien rolls his eyes and opens his mouth to respond, except that the doors to the airport gate open and the shadows of the first few people off the plane loom against the corridor wall. Their banter is instantly forgotten as both men jitter on the spot and stand on their tiptoes to look out for their girlfriends.

“Did they get off last or something?” Adrien grumbles. “Hey, you think it’d be legal if I sat on your shoulders?”

“Dude, I’d totally sit on yours,” Nino says. “You’re heavy.”

Adrien raises his eyebrows. “Wow. Thanks. And here I thought we had something special.”

Nino maturely ignores his best friend in favour of continuing to search for Alya in the crowd. His heart leaps into his throat at the sight of a familiar reddish-brown bun, just behind a middle-aged white man with greying hair, and then the crowd parts and there she is, like a ray of sunshine.

“Alya!” Nino frantically waves his hands above his head, sparing only a fleeting thought for the people giving him strange looks as they walk past. Alya looks around at the sound of her name, and then she spots him and her face breaks into the most radiant smile that Nino’s ever seen, only making her look even more like a goddess from above.

“Nino!” Alya dodges around a young couple with all the grace of her superhero alter-ego, and Nino eagerly holds his arms open to catch her, but he’s still unprepared for the force that cannons into him and nearly bowls him over into Adrien.

“I missed you so much, babe,” Nino says into Alya’s hair. Alya just laughs and squeezes him tighter.

“Same. I even missed your snoring.”

“Wow. Thanks.” But Nino still holds her tight and relishes in her warm coconut smell, despite her super mean comments just seconds into their reunion.

2. Brainwashed

“Snap out of it!” Rena Rouge yells, despite the futility of trying to break through an akuma’s influence. Carapace just grins at her, but it’s all…wrong. It’s twisted, black-lipped, showing too much teeth, like he’s a shark rather than the turtle hero he’s supposed to be. 

Out of the corner of her eye, there’s a flash of red as Ladybug summons a Lucky Charm, but Rena can’t make out what it is and she’s too focused on her brainwashed boyfriend to look away for even a second.

 “Dammit!” Ladybug curses and grabs Rena’s arm to yank her out of the way of Gamer’s vivid green beam. “I need Carapace to make this plan work!”

“Well, he’s a little occupied!” Rena dodges one of Dark Cupid’s arrows, but then Carapace dives at her and she’s forced to jump away and duck under him to avoid the next one. It strikes him in the back harmlessly just as Rena swipes his legs out from underneath him, sending him crashing to the ground with a loud wheeze. Before he can bound back into the battle, Rena plants her knee on his chest and pins his wrists to the ground on either side of his head.

“Aww, how cute,” Carapace mocks. “Do you want a mid-battle cuddle, babe?”

“How d’you like that, huh?” Dark Cupid cackles. “Sucks to have your heart broken!”

“And to see your best friend in such pain!” Gamer chimes in. He fires at Chat Noir right as Dark Cupid shoots another arrow, which forces Ladybug to abandon her brainstorming to jump to Chat’s aid. Rena just groans and hangs her head, still keeping Carapace pinned to the ground. If only they had his Shellter – if only she could free him, bring him back –

“True love is a scam!” Dark Cupid howls distantly. With a sharp intake of breath, the most desperate of ideas slams into Rena’s brain and then, before she can second-guess herself and end up incapacitated, she leans down and presses her lips to Carapace’s with a silent plea.

For a moment, nothing happens. The battle between superheroes and akumas rages on in the background, but Rena’s vision has tunnelled to the boy beneath her, staring up at her with such hate in his eyes that’s the complete opposite of everything that Nino Lahiffe is and that she loves about him. And then the black fades from Carapace’s lips – he stares up with clouded, confused eyes, and Rena lets out a choked sob –

“Uh, babe?” Carapace says as she rains kisses all over his face. “Not that I’m complaining, but I don’t think this is the time.”

“You’re an idiot,” Rena splutters. “I hate you. Hurry up and get your lazy butt back into action before I run you through with my flute.”

3. Making up

“I’ll call you back, girl,” Alya says into her phone when the sound of the front door opening reaches her ears. There’s the dim sound of Marinette saying her goodbyes, but all Alya can focus on is the stiff-shouldered silhouette of her boyfriend standing in the living room doorway with a scowl on his face. But two can play the stubborn game, so Alya crosses her arms and glowers right back at him.

Neither of them says anything. The atmosphere thickens, until it’s so stifling that it could be popped with a pin like the massive superhero balloons paraded around Paris every year on Heroes’ Day. Alya toys with the idea of just getting it over with and swallowing her pride and caving first, except for the fact that she’s so not at fault here and why should she have to give in?

Except…it’s awful, this hostile air between them. And Nino had walked out but…he’d also come back. He came back. Just like he always does, whether it’s an argument about stealing the blankets or getting disintegrated by a smoke akuma just hours ago while Rena Rouge had been forced to watch helplessly. And if she has to swallow her pride and poke at this wound so that it can start to heal…is it worth throwing away what she’s got with him, everything they’ve been through together, just to be right?

“I’m sorry,” Alya blurts out just as Nino does. They pause, blink, and then laugh in unison, and Nino’s shoulders slump.

“I was way outta line,” he says. “And I shouldn’t’ve run away. I don’t want to lose you over some dumb argument.”

“I said some things I shouldn’t have as well,” Alya says. She holds out her arms. “Get over here, shellhead. You’re not getting rid of me that easily after everything we’ve been through.”

Nino moves so fast that he seems to materialise on the couch next to Alya, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. She hums and buries her nose in the crook of his neck, nuzzling to drink in his sweet smell of cinnamon and vanilla, surrounding herself in the warmth of being cherished and cared for by the most amazing man she’s had the fortune of meeting.

“Not even a whole horde of zombies could keep me from you, babe,” Nino says. Alya laughs softly.

“You’re still an idiot for just sitting there and letting the kissing zombies get you for no reason,” she says. “But I appreciate you staying with me, even if I don’t remember it.”

Nino squeezes her. “Always.”

4. Lost

“Nino!” Alya’s shriek echoes off the dark, glistening walls around her. But there’s no response, so she desperately tries again. “Nino!”

Nothing. She turns a corner and is greeted with an identical dark wall, which seems to have looped behind her and cut off where she’d just come from. Seems to have, because Alya doesn’t even know what’s going on with this constantly shifting maze, unable to even trust her own senses to truthfully inform her of where she is.

“Ladybug! Chat Noir!” Alya pounds on the wall in front of her. “Someone! Anyone!”

“Alya!” echoes faintly in response; so faint that Alya barely makes it out. But it’s there. She takes off running, losing any semblance of spatial awareness as she hurtles down identical dark corridor after dark corridor in this damn akuma maze, because someone (i.e., Jalil) had decided to get akumatised into a Greek minotaur complete with a labyrinth.

“Nino?” she calls.

“Alya!” comes back after a second, much closer than it had been last time. Alya takes a deep breath, closes her eyes for a moment to compose herself, and starts running again. Wherever Nino is in this labyrinth, she’s going to find him, because they haven’t gone through years of both superhero and mundane drama to be separated by a maze.

5. Down the aisle

“Will you settle down?” Adrien hisses. “You’re putting me on edge!”

“You’re always on edge, catboy,” Nino mutters in response, because if Adrien’s gonna act like he doesn’t wake up screaming half the time from the horrors he’s seen as Chat Noir then Nino’s damn well gonna call him out for it. He groans and tugs at his stiff white collar, wishing he could just tear it off already…but no, he can’t do that to Alya. Speaking of Alya, where is she?

“Rude,” Adrien says. “See if I make you my best man.”

“Go on, then,” Nino says. “Give it to Kim. I dare you.”

Adrien pauses, then shudders. “No way. I love Kim – I really do – but Marinette and I want everyone to walk away in one piece.”

“Chloé, then.”

“She’s already leaving super pointed voicemails about breaking gender stereotypes and appointing a best woman instead. I don’t need to encourage that drama.” Adrien pauses. “Why are you even trying to get out of it when I’m here for you?”

Nino rolls his eyes and prepares to fire off a witty retort, except for the fact that the guitarist starts to play the song he’s heard hundreds of times in Alya’s cheesy romance movies and Adrien immediately stands up straight, as does Marinette on the bride’s side. Nino turns and…oh. Oh.

“Oh my god,” he whispers. With the sun behind her to make her glow like an angel from the heavens, Alya glides down the grassy aisle they’ve set up in the Place des Vosges, her pure white dress hugging the curves of her hips and falling in layers of tulle around and behind her. Nino’s never been more grateful to Marinette than he is now for designing Alya’s dress as a wedding gift because…wow. Wow. Words? What?

“Hey,” Alya says softly when she reaches Nino and releases her father’s arm. Nino’s attempt to say anything even remotely intelligent results in a strangled, garbled mess that resembles no human language in existence.

“I can’t marry you,” Nino finally manages to coax himself to say. “You’re way outta my league. Holy –”

Good thing that Alya’s giggle interrupts him, or many children might have learned a very inappropriate lesson that day. He reaches out to thread his fingers through hers, transfixed by the loose curls falling around her face, the light dusting of makeup that frames her eyes and glistens her lips, and he must have managed to say his vows through his hypnosis at some point because the next words he’s able to comprehend are, “You may now kiss the bride,” and he’s never been happier to do as he’s told.

“I love you,” he croaks once he finally manages to pull away from Alya’s divine lips. Alya grins.

“I love you too, dork.”

[vampire03]

Diabolik lovers x Danganronpa AU (part 1)

Hi guys! I watched Danganronpa for the first time two weeks ago and I really liked it! I hope I got the conception right, because I think Diabolik lovers x Danganronpa will be a cool combination. Hope you enjoy it! TW for these shole series. They are reaaaaaly bloody!

"Hope's peak Academy" - a place where the best of the best study. Only ultimate students are accepted here - such who are better than anyone in something, whether it is dancing, maths, games, sports or something else, they were ultimate.

And then there was Y/N - an ordinary girl who always thought she had no special talent and just blended with the crowd. But one day she got a letter from "Hope's Peak academy" which said that she has been randomly choosen and accepted in the academy as the "Ultimate lucky student". Seriously, she couldn't believe her luck.

And this is how it started.

Y/N was standing in front of the academy, admiring how beautiful the building looked. She entered inside, waiting for her new classmates from class 79-B to gather up in the main hall for the first day at school.

While waiting, she was getting more and more anxious - she was going to be in a class with amazing people who were talented in sports, arts, studies etc. And she had no talent at all. Would she be able to fit?

Suddenly, she got dizzy and everything became dark.

When Y/N woke up, she was lying on a desk in a classroom. A classroom... with baricaded windows? With iron plates? What on Earth?!

Y/N looked around and saw a note, that was adressed to her, saying that she has to be in the school gymnasium at 8 o'clock. When she looked at the clock on the wall, it was exactly 8 o'clock.

"Uuuuu, I gotta hurry!" Rushed Y/N and as if by intinct she knew hwere to go and reached the gymnasium, where she saw 15 people waiting for her.

"I-I'm sorry I'm late! I somehow fainted and just woke up a minute ago!"

"Do not worry, you are just on time!" said a short girl with long brown hair and brown eyes.

"Hello, I am Luna Sakamaki! The Ultimate artist here!"

"H-hi!" cheerfully answered Y/N.

"Fufufu, another Bitch-chan! Things get better and better!" playfully said a tall boy with red hair and stunning green eyes. He was wearing a fedora and had a mole on his chin.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, nfu! I am Laito Sakamaki! The Ultimate male model! You have probably seen me on tons of magazins, haven't you?"

"S-sure..." Y/N nodded. He had somehow a different aura in real life...

"Why are we still here? Teddy and I are already bored!" Said a short boy with purple hair and eyes, in a really irritated tone.

"Hello, what's your na-

"WHO ALLOWED YOU TO SPEAK TO ME AND TEDDY?!?" The boy snapped. He looked kinda... psychic... He had that... weird look... combined with those bags under his eyes... Y/N decided it would be better if she didn't interact with him that much...

"Please forgive for the foolishness of my brother. His name is Kanato Sakamaki and he is the Ultimate doll-maker. As for me, I am Reiji Sakamaki, the Ultimate scientist." Calmly said a tall young man with black hair and red eyes. He was wearing glasses and looked very, very formal.

"Oi, oi, oi, OI! Oresama should introduce himself first!" A boy with red hair and green eyes approached. His clothes were a little messy.

"I am Ayato Sakamaki. But it's Oresama or Yours Truly for you!"

"Shut up already! I want to go home already!" An albino boy shouted angrily as he punched the wall, leaving a hole in it.

"Subaru-kun... You don't have to break t-the wall!" Squealed a blonde girl with pink eyes.

"And you two are...?"

"Oh, I am Yui Komori, the Ultimate assistant, and this is Subaru Sakamaki, the Ultimate fighter" answered the girl.

"I suppose we will have to introduce ourselves as as well, we are the Mukami brothers - I, Ruki, the Ultimate butler, Kou the Ultimate idol, Yuma, the Ultimate gardener and Azusa, the Ultimate doctor." A boy with dark grey hair and blue eyes said as he gestured towards his brothers - one blond boy (Kou) , one very tall boy (Yuma) and one very thin and unhealthy looking boy (Azusa).

"Hi!" They said together.

"You worthless vampires, you should have let us introduse ourselves first!" Said in a deep voice a young man with golden eyes and long white hair. He looked like a royal. "I am Carla Tsukinami, the Ultimate leader, you better remember that, woman."

"Yeah! And I am his brother, Shin Tsukinami!" Shouted a boy with golden eyes and peach hair. "And also, I am the Ultimate animal-trainer!"

"Yo, little princess! You should know that I am the Great Kino-Sama! Stop talking to these guys!" Demanded a boy with black hair and red eyes. He was holding a videogame in his hand. Yep. The Ultimate gamer.

"Ha... Bothersome..." Lazily said a tall blonde guy, who was lying on the floor in the corner.

"And this eyesore is Shu Sakamaki - the Ultimate violinist" said Reiji with annoyance.

"So you guys, uhhmm-

Y/N started, but was interrupted by a weird echoing voice:

"Pufufufu! Welcome, dear students, I am Monokuma, the Principal of this school! Congratulations for being accepted here! You already got to know each other, now it is time for the rules!" Said a tiny robotic bear - half white and half black. He had one normal and one red eye. And he. Was. Talking.

"I said quit this crap already! Who is pulling off this prank! First we lose conciousness, then we are locked here, and now a bear is talking and saying that he is the Principal!" Raged Subaru.

"I am not just a bear! I am a masterpiece! Now. Listen to the rules, children... Because you are going to follow them for the rest of your lives here, pufufu!" Mockingly said the bear.

"For the rest of our lives here?" asked Luna.

"That's right! This school is your new home forever! None of you will be getting out in this awful hopeless world again and you will live in harmony, following the rules!" Explained the bear.

"Is this why there are iron plates on all if the windows?" asked Yui.

"That's right! No peeking outside!" Laughed Monokuma.

"Oi, I said stop with this bullshit and let's get ove with this!" Shouted Subaru, as he ran towards Monokuma and punched him.

"OWWW, VIOLATIONS OF THE SCHOOL RULES, AGRESSION TOWARDS THE PRINCIPAL, YOU WILL BE THE FIRST PUNISHED!" Cried the bear. His red eye started glowing in a creepy way.

"Subaru, trow the bear far away, quickly!" Suddenly said Reiji.

In a rush Subaru trew the bear and it exploded in the air.

"Dude, these guys ain't joking!" Hissed Yuma.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Subaru shouted.

"Pfuffufufu!" Monokuma's voice was head again, as he appeared out of nowhere again, without a single scratch.

"You see? This was an example of what happens to those who break the rules here, fufufu! Now let me introduce you to the rules, so you can follow them without a problem from now on!"

"So you are saying that you will keep us locked here forever and we will have to live according to your rules, otherwise you will kill us?" Asked Ruki.

"Bullseye!"

"It can't be, this thing is actually real, at the same time it is not... What is it then...? auietly asked himelf Kou, as he held his hand on his eyes.

"That iss up to you to find out! Now finally, the rules. As you already know, you are going to live here forever. In peace and harmony, with endless food and water supplies. You willhave your own separate rooms with bathrooms inside! Girls' bathrooms have a bonus - they have locks! Each one of you has a special E-Handbook, which shows you your student profile and allows you access to different areas! These will be your student ID cards so do not lose them and do not try to destroy them! Also, the time between 10pm and 7am is called "Night hours". During that time it is forbidden to sleep somewhere else, but your room! I will make sure to inform you when Night hours begin and end!" Happily explained Monokuma.

"So you are saying that we are just going to get up, eat, walk around this place all day and then go to bed again? For the rest of our lives? There is gotta be a way outta here!" Said Ayato.

"Puhuhu... There actually is! In order to keep the harmony, students who dissrupt it, have to leave the school, right? We call it "graduation". And is there a better way to ruin the harmony than killing someone? Of course not! If one of you kills someone else withhout the others finding out who the murderer is, the murderer successfully graduates and is free to go and the others are punished for their wrong assumptions!" Monokuma said.

"P-punished? How?" Asked Y/N

"How, you ask? By being executed, of course!" The bear answered.

"EXECUTED?!" Everyone asked in horror.

"Puhuhu, yes. However, if the murderer is exposed by the other students, they get to live and the murderer is the only one to be executed, failing to graduate. Interesting, right?" Mocked Monokuma.

"No, this has to be a joke!" Y/N said, shivering.

"But it isn't! Now you are free to go and look around your new home! Remember that soon the Night hours will begin. Have fuuun!" Happily said Monokuma and suddenly dissapeared the way he appeared.

"Man..." Yuma said, scratching the back of his neck. "This is sick! And my phone is missing."

"Ours too..." replied everyone in unison.

"And not only that... Seems we are being watched 24/7..." said Kou, pointing at a camera in the corner. And another one near the door. And another one in the hallway...

"Well, since we have nothing to say to each other, let's all go around and look for a way out of the school". demanded Carla.

"Good" agreed Reiji. "Let's meet here again after an hour."

Everyone went their own way around the school.

Y/N reached the cafeteria where she saw that there really are tons of food and drinks, enough for everyone. She also found the Infirmary where there were a few nice beds, some medications and blood supplies. Then she found herself in a hallway with a lot of doors. The had locks and labels with different names. Yes, these were the students' rooms! So Y/N's room had to be somewhere here as well! In the end of the hallway, she indeed found a room with her name written on the door and a picture of her on ut as well. She found ther E-Handbook in her pocket and a pair of keys as well.

"One for the room and one for the bathroom, I assume." mumbled Y/N to herself as she indeed unlocked the room with one of the keys.

It was a nice spacious room. Of course, the windows had iron plates on them. A camera in the corner as well. There was a nice bed, a table and a chair, a wardrobe and the bathroom as well. Y/N remembered that she had to meet with the others soon, so she headed back to the gymnasium.

Everyone was gathering there again, looking dissapointed.

"We found no way out if here..." proclaimed Reiji. Ayato, Kanato, Laito and Subaru nodded, agreeing with their brother.

"Same for us. We circled around the whole area and found no other way out, but a starcase to a secound floor I persume. However, there was a barrier, so we could not reach it" Ruki said. Yuma, Kou and Azusa beside him.

"We also did not discover something to help us out." said Carla in a dissapointed voice. Shin nodded, mumbling to himself.

"Pain in the ass..." huffed Subaru.

Yui, Luna, and Y/N did not say a word. The only ones who were missing here were Shu and Kino. Where were they?

"Attention, students! It is 10pm! Night hours begin!" Monokuma's voice could be heard from everywhere.

"So soon?" Yui asked.

"Well, I guess we will have to go in our own rooms for now, see you guys tomorrow! Maybe the next day we will have a fresh start and will be more successful in finding a way out! Goodnight!" wave Luna at everyone as she left. The others left as well.

Y/N got back to her room. As she was about to get in bed, she found a note on the table which said:

"There are little gifts for you all under your beds! Sewing kits for the girls and tool kits for the boys! Use them creatively!

- Monokuma"

Y/N ripped the note to pieces and trew it in the trash bin. She checked under the the bed and indeed found a sewing kit there. There were diferent needles and scissors inside. And a little piece of paper with a plan of a human body, with all of it's weak spots marked on it. Y/N felt sick.

"I better go to bed... It will be troublesome if I am all sleepy yomorrow morning...I hope we will find a way out of here.." saind Y/N to herslef and she got under the blanket and turned her back to the camera. There was no way someone could sleep normaly while there is a camera at their face, right?

Phew! This is one of the longest things I have written! I hope you guys liked it and there are no mistakes. I wonder, when the bloody scenes come, should I try making pictures of them with the Diaboys, the way it is in Danganronpa? It will be cool, but it will take some time! You decide!

♡♡♡

[kagsmi]

~ haikyuu! + among us crossover

hi welcome to part 3!!! it’s a little shorter than the rest but :(( here’s the link to part 2 and part 4 (part 4 out tmrw !!) also let’s all cancel kenma on twitter ok

warnings: language!! that’s all

nekoma

— who i think would play ; kenma, kuroo, lev, yaku

— the rest of nekoma don't care for video games/weren't told about it

obviously, kenma (kencat) was the first person to talk to everyone about the game. i don’t care what you say but kenma is a toxic gamer!!! he is really good at among us but if he gets killed he leaves the game. he is mad and he’s not coming back. he is saying slurs. this is just how he is. just a little pissy gamer boy who is baby raging!! he is just a normal player other than that, always accuses lev though. is very very mean to lev for no reason!!! when he’s the imposter he needs to kill lev first! such a bully!!! always plays as red, refuses to be any other color or he will leave. if you haven’t noticed he’s very toxic!! and starts a lot of arguments in the discussions! he’ll say one thing and everyone starts screaming it’s…. chaos…

you’d think that yaku (i hate kenma) would try and calm everyone down but no!! yaku will attack kenma till the day he dies. he always has to accuse kenma because why not? whenever he’s the imposter goes for someone then blames kenma and then everyone is screaming. very cool! very entertaining! is white because that’s a cool color. has a little pet with him! if he gets killed he literally is crying ??? he gets all pouty and gives the person who was the imposter the silent treatment. also when he’s the imposter he gets caught venting half the time so it’s just a race to see who can call an emergency meeting first after that. got some gamer rage from kenma and tells people he’s going to destroy their entire bloodline if they vote him off.

kuroo (help me) is just. sitting there. his username is literally a cry for help. he’s not even good at the game and dies after lev does. whenever everyone is screaming in the discussion he’s literally crying!! from laughing so hard!! has multiple recordings on his snapchat memories of kenma and yaku screaming and accusing each other!! when he’s the imposter he kills kenma first because it’s funny!! after kenma just leaves the game though he apologizes and begs for him to come back and play. plays as black and wears those little bear ears!! is usually with lev in the game because of how many times he’s expressed that he’s terrified that kenma is going to kill him. tries to protect lev but when mr kenma kills him in front of him… he’s devastated!!! then kenma blames it on him and kuroo is just begging them not to vote him because he loves lev!!! he’s his favorite teammate!! but when he says that then everyone starts yelling about how he’s picking favorites. very cool! thanks guys!

poor baby… poor lev (tall)… he’s so bullied by kenma!! like tough talk for someone who’s so much shorter than him??? lev is just crying the whole time, like seriously. is killed right after the game starts. kenma has killed him in the cafeteria in front of everyone before!!! it’s so toxic…. my poor baby he just wants to play the game. he’s always pink because he likes pink! he loves pink! when he’s the imposter he tries to kill kenma but somehow?? he knows?? and races to the emergency button and blames lev. very mean!! not fun at all!! kuroo teams with him once he notices how kenma always goes for him first! but that doesn’t change shit at all. lev does feel safer with kuroo following him though! he does! he feels happier too!! wants to cancel kenma on twitter though. is definitely thinking about canceling kenma.

[beelsbreakfast]

sometimes, when mammon is sleeping, he’ll cuddle his pillow because the feeling of having something in his arms is comforting

i agree... boy is touch starved :(

is anyone going to go and hug him ? no ? ok... :(

open for a surprise nobody asked for

nozomi snuck into the dark room at 2 am, making sure to be as stealthy as possible.

she hadn’t realised that her gaming session with levi had taken that long, really, it wasn’t her fault. the third born had been getting progressively angsty about her constant victories against him. the flashbacks of levi’s gamer rage made her smile as she undressed, getting ready for bed.

but she had promised mammon she would be there soon. that had been four hours before.

so, it was no surprise for her to find him sleeping his ass off.

his boxers were the only piece of clothing he had bothered to keep on. his rings and earrings had been taken off, one leg sticking out of the (almost) discarded blanket. he was deep in slumber, holding a pillow to his chest tightly. it was a somewhat endearing sight to her. the obscurity prevented her from seeing his face and messy hair in detail.

what a shame, she thought to herself.

whether she leaned in to kiss his cheek softly or not, no one needed to know.

as she squeezed in, struggling to obtain her own spot on the bed, with mammon taking up a third of it, it felt like the pillow was mocking her as it sat comfortably settled in her demon’s arms while she fought for space. it was her fault, she should have been there sooner. growing frustrated with the lack of space, nozomi barely even noticed when the second born started stirring, disturbed by her constant fidgeting.

“what the fuck are you doin’, human... ?” his hoarse voice startled her. he was clearly still engulfed in a sleepy haze as he rubbed his cheek softly on the pillow.

“i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to wake you up.” she apologized, rolling over to face him. his eyes were already closed again.

“pfff... yeah, thanks for that. i was having the best dream... ya know, one where you weren’t staying up with dumbass levi so late.”

ah, there it is.

nozomi rolled her eyes with a little smile, disappointed that she couldn’t see his blue and golden ones.

“well, sorry. but i’ll have you know i kicked his ass enough that he’s probably crying on his server right now.”

“oooh, that’s my human right there!” a smile grew on his lips.

they shared a laugh, and nozomi attempted to subtly move the pillow out of her way. the white haired demon felt it sooner than she’d hoped thanks to his sharpened instincts and only pulled it closer protectively, misunderstanding her intentions.

“oi! don’t you dare steal my pillow.”

“that’s not-”

“get your own pillow.”

“mammon-”

“aaaah, don’t wanna hear it, get your-”

she cut him off with a flick on his forehead, effectively stopping him from moaning and complaining. his eyes snapped open and he was greeted by the sight of his human throwing him a disapproving stare.

“i don’t want your stupid pillow, dumbass. i barely have any room to move, that’s all!” she pointed out, gesturing her hand vaguely across the bed. “besides... that’s my place.” her gaze fell on the cursed pillow... if his vision served him well enough.

“your place?” he asked in confusion.

the only answer he got was a suggestive wiggle of her eyebrows.

her place? what-

oh. she meant in his arms, didn’t she? no... she couldn’t have... or maybe yes, she could. he felt himself blushing as soon as realisation settled in, his tsundere instincts taking over. does she have no shame?!

“w-w-well... you- you weren’t here, first of all!”

with his guard down, nozomi could grab the resented object easily. she threw it across the room aimlessly, quickly taking its place and sneaking into mammon’s arms faster than he could think. with how close they were, mammon couldn’t miss the victorious smile on her face, and he felt his heart skip a beat.

“well, i’m here now. you don’t need a pillow to hug anymore.”

he was doomed.

[bnha-bakusquad]

Bakusquad finds out their S/O is a hard core gamer.

Because he didn’t participate in the room tour, Bakugou didn’t find out about your secret pleasure until you invited him over for a study session.

It was quite a site to say the least.

The room was neat, damn near spotless, and simple.

White drawers and table.

Orange accent lights.

Until you got to the corner of the room.

Three monitor screens.

Sound bar.

Orange light up key board.

All white gamer chair.

Orange cat ear headphones with a complimentary white stand.

White mouse with a little nose.

Then the main attraction.

A custom build that was clear with white lights and orange accents.

Upon closer inspection he sees little black marks on almost everything gamer related.

“The fuck?” He says looking at the station.

“Geisha Rouge.” You said hinting at the team you where on

It was an elite group of serious gamers.

Realization washes over him, with an impressed and intrigued at the same time.

He’d often visit while you where playing, trying to understand just how good you where.

Bakugou would even get online to try and beat you to no avail.

It would piss him off when you’d pay more attention to the game rather then him.

He threatens to break up with you needing attention.

But he would.

He secretly likes how caught up in a game you get.

Especially when you rage and yell.

Kaminari was impressed.

Being into video games himself he thought it was cool.

Costume frame Xbox.

The wall of controlers.

Huge flats screen with LED lights behind it.

Bookshelves of different video games you’ve played and passed.

Beanbag chair.

Headset and mic.

Bass speaker.

And his favorite thing, the mini fridge.

“Sick.”

It was a white and electric green room.

Often playing with you instead of studying.

He enjoyed that pass time.

Going online and joining you in missions knowing full well he’s win with you on his team.

He took advantage of that.

Kaminari would bring you snacks and drinks.

He’d fall asleep in your bed trying to watch you play.

When he craved your attention he’d go in line to bug you.

Or

He’d do those cheese girlfriend trends by trying to get your attention to make out with you.

It worked.

One time he got so needy he accidentally short circuited your Xbox making you not speak to him for a week.

Needless to say he felt really bad and after trying to fix it, naught you a new one.

Kirishima was excited to find out about what was such a big interest in your day to day life.

He noted you where a PlayStation kinda girl.

White room with blue accents.

A projector instead of a tv.

A white costom bookshelf that held ever generation of PS consoles and remotes.

White and blue lights altering ever other box.

The wall lined with video games based off of console.

The blue headphones and mic.

The black and blue X rocker gamer chair.

You even had the VR headset and controls that went along with it.

“This is awesome.”

It was a nice contrast to his red aesthetic.

He liked seeing you become so passionate when you where in the middle of the game..

Often cheering you on he’d try to help, but was more like a back seat player.

He’d secretly try and get better on his own time.

Holding to impress you with how he much he’s improved.

Just love him. He really is trying.

But when he needs affection he’s usually find with you seating in his lap.

His arms wrapped around you and his head on your shoulder.

He liked to tease you while you where playing.

Despite your protest, he thinks it’s cute when you get mad.

Because then he has your full attention as he kisses you and apologizes.

He likes to brag about how good you are. And how your a big name in the gamer community.

Sero was your partner in crime on two player games.

He was good, but not as good as you.

You where a Nintendo kinda gamer.

Having the very first system to the newest one lined on either side of your screen.

In every color.

Your prized possession was the full rainbow of hand held game boys and games.

A dresser full of nothing but games and memory cards.

Because remember those?

A full sized couch where you can lay down and play.

Your room was white with light red almost pink touches.

“Woah. I’m borrowing this.”

All costume stickers of a cherry blossom tree.

You were not much of a competitor gamer as you were a streamer for content.

Content boys, content.

He liked to play games with you.

Weather it was is Pokémon or Super Mario

He would always watch your streams.

He never missed, even if he was in the same room as you.

He’s get defensive about some of the more lude comments.

Or the fan boys gushing over you.

Making it a point to come in the shot here and there or sneak you kiss to make a point.

Sero wasn’t shy about showing your views who you really belonged to.

But when he got greedy and wanted your solo attention it was gradual.

At first he’d sit next to you, then play with your hair or your hand.

Resting his head on your lap, blocking your view.

Snuggling into your side until you gave in and gave him the attention he wanted .

Enjoying the time you guys had together, he wouldn’t trade it for the world.

[richincolor]

With 2019 on its way out, it’s time for the bloggers here to compile their lists of favorites! It was difficult, but Audrey managed to narrow down her list to six books. Did any of these make it to your year-end list?

With the Fire on High by Elizabeth Acevedo HarperTeen || Group Discussion

Ever since she got pregnant freshman year, Emoni Santiago’s life has been about making the tough decisions—doing what has to be done for her daughter and her abuela. The one place she can let all that go is in the kitchen, where she adds a little something magical to everything she cooks, turning her food into straight-up goodness.

Even though she dreams of working as a chef after she graduates, Emoni knows that it’s not worth her time to pursue the impossible. Yet despite the rules she thinks she has to play by, once Emoni starts cooking, her only choice is to let her talent break free.

The Gilded Wolves by Roshani Chokshi Wednesday Books || Audrey’s Review

Paris, 1889: The world is on the cusp of industry and power, and the Exposition Universelle has breathed new life into the streets and dredged up ancient secrets. In this city, no one keeps tabs on secrets better than treasure-hunter and wealthy hotelier, Séverin Montagnet-Alarie. But when the all-powerful society, the Order of Babel, seeks him out for help, Séverin is offered a treasure that he never imagined: his true inheritance.

To find the ancient artifact the Order seeks, Séverin will need help from a band of experts: An engineer with a debt to pay. A historian who can’t yet go home. A dancer with a sinister past. And a brother in all but blood, who might care too much.

Together, they’ll have to use their wits and knowledge to hunt the artifact through the dark and glittering heart of Paris. What they find might change the world, but only if they can stay alive.

Soul of the Sword (Shadow of the Fox #2) by Julie Kagawa Inkyard Press || Audrey’s Review

One thousand years ago, a wish was made to the Harbinger of Change and a sword of rage and lightning was forged. Kamigoroshi. The Godslayer. It had one task: to seal away the powerful demon Hakaimono.

Now he has broken free.

Kitsune shapeshifter Yumeko has one task: to take her piece of the ancient and powerful scroll to the Steel Feather temple in order to prevent the summoning of the Harbinger of Change, the great Kami Dragon who will grant one wish to whomever holds the Scroll of a Thousand Prayers. But she has a new enemy now. The demon Hakaimono, who for centuries was trapped in a cursed sword, has escaped and possessed the boy she thought would protect her, Kage Tatsumi of the Shadow Clan.

Hakaimono has done the unthinkable and joined forces with the Master of Demons in order to break the curse of the sword and set himself free. To overthrow the empire and cover the land in darkness, they need one thing: the Scroll of a Thousand Prayers. As the paths of Yumeko and the possessed Tatsumi cross once again, the entire empire will be thrown into chaos.

We Set the Dark on Fire by Tehlor Kay Mejia Katherine Tegen Books || Audrey’s Review

At the Medio School for Girls, distinguished young women are trained for one of two roles in their polarized society. Depending on her specialization, a graduate will one day run a husband’s household or raise his children, but both are promised a life of comfort and luxury, far from the frequent political uprisings of the lower class. Daniela Vargas is the school’s top student, but her bright future depends upon no one discovering her darkest secret—that her pedigree is a lie. Her parents sacrificed everything to obtain forged identification papers so Dani could rise above her station. Now that her marriage to an important politico’s son is fast approaching, she must keep the truth hidden or be sent back to the fringes of society, where famine and poverty rule supreme.

On her graduation night, Dani seems to be in the clear, despite the surprises that unfold. But nothing prepares her for all the difficult choices she must make, especially when she is asked to spy for a resistance group desperately fighting to bring equality to Medio. Will Dani cling to the privilege her parents fought to win for her, or to give up everything she’s strived for in pursuit of a free Medio—and a chance at a forbidden love?

Slay by Brittney Morris Simon Pulse || Group Discussion

By day, seventeen-year-old Kiera Johnson is an honors student, a math tutor, and one of the only Black kids at Jefferson Academy. But at home, she joins hundreds of thousands of Black gamers who duel worldwide as Nubian personas in the secret multiplayer online role-playing card game, SLAY. No one knows Kiera is the game developer, not her friends, her family, not even her boyfriend, Malcolm, who believes video games are partially responsible for the “downfall of the Black man.”

But when a teen in Kansas City is murdered over a dispute in the SLAY world, news of the game reaches mainstream media, and SLAY is labeled a racist, exclusionist, violent hub for thugs and criminals. Even worse, an anonymous troll infiltrates the game, threatening to sue Kiera for “anti-white discrimination.”

Driven to save the only world in which she can be herself, Kiera must preserve her secret identity and harness what it means to be unapologetically Black in a world intimidated by Blackness. But can she protect her game without losing herself in the process?

The Grief Keeper by Alexandra Villasante G.P. Putnam’s Sons Books for Young Readers || Audrey’s Review

When her brother is murdered, and her little sister’s life is threatened, seventeen-year-old Marisol Morales knows they have no choice but to flee their home in El Salvador, and steal across the US border. Especially because she knows everything is her fault. If she had never fallen for the charms of a beautiful girl named Liliana, Pablo might still be alive, her mother wouldn’t be in hiding, and she and Gabi wouldn’t have been caught by ICE.

But they have been caught and their asylum request will most certainly be denied. With truly no options remaining, Marisol jumps at an unusual opportunity to stay in the United States. She’s asked to become a grief keeper, taking the grief of another into her own body to save a life. It’s a risky, experimental study, but if it means Marisol can keep her sister safe, she will risk anything. She just never imagined one of the risks would be falling in love, a love that may even be powerful enough to finally help her face her own crushing grief.

The Grief Keeper is a tender tale that explores the heartbreak and consequences of when both love and human beings are branded illegal.