#im going to start with themes I like and go from there

[yeonmuse]

SYNOPSIS — Park Sunghoon doesn’t usually like involving himself with those at Chaconne academy, but when he finds out his little sister’s music teacher attends and she starts getting a little too close she forces him to let his guard down. Now he’s gotta juggle new people and new emotions entering his life and she’s got to face her past in order to hold tight to him and her future.

ᥫ᭡ f!reader x Park Sunghoon ── 𝒢enre. Uni au. fluff, angst non idol enha. feats. ot7 [reqs are closed] ᝰ.ᐟ 𝓁ibrary 🎻

⍣ ೋ AUTHORS NOTES . Strong angst themes, slow burn but mostly fluff. I’m not sure where this idea had come from considering I have 4 unfinished series out right now but I wrote this in 4 days so lets fucking go i guess??? Includes Choi Yeonjun, Bae Jinyoung, Kim Sunwoo, Jung Wooyoung, Shen Ricky, Xu Jiaqi and Asaya Jurin. Wc is 4.1k

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | ENDING

“Sim Jaeyun if you don’t get off my fucking counter I’ll make sure you never stand again.” Jurin yells from the living room at a now frowning Jake

“How else am I supposed to put up the streamers?”

“With a ladder dipshit it's just in the basement.”

“Fuck that im not going down there? You know what happens when you go into a basement during a party?”

“First of all you jackass the party hasn't even started, and second that’s only in movies.” You couldn’t help but laugh at the banter between the two, it was a natural occurrence since all of you had started hanging out together rather than hanging out with Sunghoon and his friends some days and vice versa. There hasn’t been a day since then where Jake and Jurin hadn’t been at each other's throats.

Today wasn’t any different, all of you having gathered together at Jurins family vacation home for the break and today all of you would be celebrating Jiaqis birthday.

“Can you two go longer than 30 minutes without fighting?” Jinyoung who’d somehow always become the voice of reason along with Jay only seems to cause more chaos with his question.

“Maybe if he takes his ass off my counter.”

“I’m not getting that ladder!”

“For fucks sake ill get the damn latter.” Finally fed up, Wooyoung makes his way down the hall to get the ladder himself.

“You know I still can’t believe you agreed to come to this.” Jay takes a seat beside Sunghoon, not missing the way his gaze had been trained on you every now and then.

“Why do all of you keep saying that?”

“Because you’re you.” Sunghoon simply scoffs and rolls his eyes as he continues to blow up balloons.

“I’m starting to see why though, music teachers got you completely over the moon.”

“I think you’ve been hanging around Jake a little too much.” Sunghoon retorts, making Jay chuckle.

“That might be true, but what I said isn’t exactly a lie either is it? You like her.”

“I don’t like her. I just care about her, that's all, she means a lot to Yoari.”

“Just Yoari?” Interrupting the conversation between the two Jurin forces Jay up out of his seat, sending him off to get cups for their drinks which Yeonjun had conveniently forgot to bring with him to Jurins house.

This left Sunghoon alone again, this time alone with his thoughts. He couldn’t say it but Jay may have been absolutely right and for some reason that scared him.

The party was a small gathering. Rather than invite half the school that no one had talked to other than an occasional conversation about class notes or asking to borrow pencils, the gathering had been kept between just your friends. Consisting of just the ten of you with the addition of Jay’s cousin and his friends. As per usual the night entailed lots of yelling over board games and card games, this time with a lot more drinking involved. The conversations only went far left as Jake and Jurin started yet another argument with one another making everyone else slowly leave the table one by one.

You on the other hand chose to slip outside where you could get some peace and quiet, unknowingly Sunghoon wasn’t too far behind. The moment you took a seat on one of the lounge chairs you heard the back door slide open, making you turn your head. Once your eyes landed on Sunghoon you’d shoot him a smile as he made his way over and took the seat beside you.

“They still going in there?”

“The conversations somehow gone back to the ladder situation from earlier.’’ Sunghoon responds, a hint of confusion in his tone, earning a laugh from you.

“Sounds about right for the two of them.”

A comfortable silence lingered between the two of you, the only ambience heard amongst the silence being the crackling of the patio fire set by Jay earlier on, and the faint sound of Jake and Jurin going at it back inside.

“About last night.’’ Sunghoon had finally spoken up, putting an end to the comforting silence and the air around you grew thick at the mention of last night's topic.

“I’m sorry about my mom, I don’t know why she suddenly decided to pry last night, but I could tell the topic made you uncomfortable.’’

“It’s fine. Your mom was only trying to get to know who she hired, better late than never right?’’

Sunghoon could tell that you had been trying your best to act unbothered by the topic, but it was obviously a heavy one for you.

“Yeah I guess so.’’

“She doesn't know where we are.’’ you suddenly confess, at which Sunghoon just returns your confession with a look of confusion.

“My mom, she doesn’t know where me and my dad are.’’

“Yn you don’t have to tell me this.’’

“But I want to, I trust you.” at your sudden admission of trust Sunghoon fell silent, you trusted him?

“My dad and I we’ve been moving around since I was fifteen. One night he and my mom got into this really bad argument one night and it got heated. She even started throwing and breaking things and trying to physically hurt my dad. I had never seen her like that. She just completely lost it. I had to watch my dad pick up the pieces of a broken home, family photos covered in blood, picture frames broken. I cried so hard that day because for the first time in my life I was forced to realize my family was no longer a family. The neighbors called the police that day and they held my mom overnight, but by the time she got out we would already be gone. It was something my dad was thinking about for the longest time when my mom started to get unwell, but we never had a reason to until she snapped. My mom would call everyone lying telling them she got help just to find out where we were, she kept finding us and It got so bad that we had to cut ties with old friends and family members until she’d finally stopped a year ago. My dad was forced to give up everything so that we could move. He gave up our house, his first restaurant, the place he worked hard to keep up with since before I had even been born. We had to just leave everything behind and had to start new over and over. I’d gone through so many schools and Chaconne was my only chance at going to an actual good school where she couldn't find me. When I told you I didn’t know how my dad had got me into Chaconne I meant it, I’m not even sure how he managed to keep us afloat and manage the house he’d gotten for us now with us leaving everything behind.” you didn’t realize that tears had fallen from your eyes, but Sunghoon noticed the moment your voice became shaky and cracked almost instantaneously. This was a topic you only told Jurin and Jiaqi having been drunk off cough medicine and completely out of it on one of your sickly nights you cried and completely spilled your guts to them.

Sunghoon on the other hand didn’t know what to say, he felt furious, furious at your mother from having put you through all of that at such a young age, yet at the same time feeling a pain in his chest watching you – the girl that was always smiling and putting a smile on others face, break down in front of him. Without thinking he wraps his arms around you pulling you in against his chest, he knew for certain this would absolutely be brought up by Jay and Jake tomorrow if not tonight, but all he cared about in that moment was making sure you had been okay. He may not have had the right words to say to you, but him having held you in his arms until you were calm had been just enough.

“I’m sorry.’’ finally your tears stopped and your sniffling quieted down, allowing Sunghoon to finally pull away

“What for?’’

“For dropping all of that onto you, I shouldn’t have just said all of that, I probably ruined the mood.’’

“No i’m glad, i’m glad that you trusted me enough to let your guard down.’��� His eyes locked with yours, he nearly reached his hand up to brush the tear stains from your cheeks until the back door slid open and out walked Jiaqi, the others not too far behind.

“You two were out here the whole time while we had to sit through their cat and dog fight.’’ Yeonjun complains, plopping himself down on the opposing side of the fire. The once somber and gloomy atmosphere is now taking a turn for the best. From then on there was no more sad talk or arguing, just playful banter and conversations around the fire.

This was the first time since meeting Jake and Jay that Sunghoon had genuinely felt he belonged with a group of people. His guard was now completely down, and he wasn’t afraid to allow it. And though he wasn’t sure how long any of them would last and how long they’d remain in his life he would enjoy tonight. You on the other hand were just grateful to finally have a group of friends to call yours. A group of people that loved you wholeheartedly and shared a love for music just as you yourself did. It felt nice to have a group genuinely connect with you, you just hoped that your time with them would last, that you wouldn’t be forced to move yet again.

-

The next day consisted of what felt like one of the longest drives of the group's life, an hour long drive just to get to the beach, which all ultimately felt worth it when they’d arrived there two hours before sunrise. You felt an immediate sense of nostalgia when your feet hit the sand, to you it felt like home ultimately, after all you were grateful enough to have lived on that very beach. It had been Jurin and Jiaqis idea originally, knowing how much you missed your dad over the last two months you’d been attending Chaconne they made the executive decision to make Jinyoung drive all the way to your hometown. That way you got to see your dad and they would get the opportunity to lounge out on the sand.

Your time on the beach was indeed chaotic, between the guys making the collective decision to bury Jake in the sand and leaving him there, and Yeonjun losing his swimming trunks in the ocean. It was certainly an eventful time. Most of your time was spent out on the beach until sunset, it was then that you all finally decided it was time to make your way down the coast. All of you walked until you finally caught a familiar sight of a large building up on the rocks, a building that had been familiar to you since the moment you turned seventeen.

As you and the others step foot inside the restaurant you’re enveloped in the warmth and comfort of the atmosphere, it completely contrasts to the cool breeze that had been blowing outside on the beach. While the interior of the place had given a more modern and homey appeal it differed from the outside patio that had served as more of your typical tropical beach setting. The doors and window seals adorned with seashells that you and your dad had found when you would often accompany him on his boating trips for the new catch. Your dad and stepmother were more than happy to see that you’d returned home for a visit and with new friends to accompany you. Ultimately embarrassing you when they first saw you all enter, your dad having brought back your old childhood nickname ‘his little starfish’ and your stepmom immediately pressing kisses all over your face as she would often do when you were much younger. In your fathers eyes no matter how old you had gotten you would always be their little girl. Now that you all had finally arrived your dad had been more than happy to close down the restaurant for the night just you and your friends. Friends who seemed to have the time of their lives learning about you and your parents and how your life had been growing up here (of course you and your dad both left out the details of your actual mother). The night couldn’t have ended more perfectly in your eyes, having given your newfound friends a glimpse into your life growing up.

Sunghoon found himself hanging onto your dad and step moms every word about how you'd been as a child and your teen years. Now having gotten to know your dad it was obvious to him why you loved and praised him as much as you had. He talked about you like you were the only thing in the world that mattered, his greatest accomplishment. Not to mention the similarities between the two of you having been absolutely uncanny, sharing the same eyes, same laugh, same smile. The smile found himself thinking about countless times. Even your home– the home that your father so graciously opened up to all of you for the night, had perfectly mirrored the characteristics of you and your family.

While most of the guys had gone to sleep you and the girls set out back huddled up by the fire together watching the stars and enjoying your time with just the three of you. That left Sunghoon sitting alone in the living room with a book in his hand, a book he’d been paying absolutely no attention to because he was far too busy looking out at you, thinking about all the new details he learned about you. With a sigh he throws the book off to the side and stands up from his seat, deciding to busy himself with looking at the pictures your father had put up throughout the house instead. Each picture making a faint smile curl onto his lips as they progressed.

“She was six there.’’ your fathers voice startled him, wiping the smile off his face as his head whips around to look at him.

“That was her first time picking up a guitar, her uncle's guitar. She wasn’t allowed to touch the instruments at his house but she picked it up anyway, he found her playing and he couldn’t even be mad at her he’d just sat and watched her play to her heart's content.’’ Sunghoon didn’t say a word, he simply listened to your fathers recollection of memory, unsure as to why he suddenly felt the need to storytell, but Sunghoon didn’t mind.

“This one was her eighth birthday, she got her first violin. She stayed up all night learning the strings and printing sheet music, didn’t get any sleep that night but it was worth it knowing my little girl was happy.’’ Eight years old, she had been the exact same as Yoari back then, Yoari had been persistent in her desire to learn music, Since the moment yn started teaching her she spent sleepless nights practicing her sheet music and random songs just to show you the next day knowing you would be proud of her.

Though Sunghoon didn’t know the meaning behind your father having suddenly told him the story behind all of your photos that night, your father was well aware that Sunghoon had no problem listening. It hadn’t gone unnoticed by him how attentive he was listening back at the restaurant or how often Sunghoon’s eyes would catch you when he would be looking over at the table. It was quite obvious that you were special and meant something to him and even though your father didn’t know exactly how the boy felt about you one thing was for certain, Sunghoon did indeed feel something for his little starfish.

Your father eventually left Sunghoon alone with his thoughts and the girls made their way inside, all of you having grown tired from the long day you had both today and yesterday. While the others had all gone inside and fell asleep you and Sunghoon had been the only two remaining awake. You still sat cozied up by the crackling fire watching the moon and reminiscing your childhood, soon being joined by Sunghoon who felt the need to keep you company.

“Do you-” Sunghoon starts only to stop upon seeing you look at him so attentively, he couldn’t do it, your beautiful eyes locked on him had him immediately tongue tied and he found it hard to ask the question that plagued his thoughts for quite some time now.

“I see why you missed home so much, it’s peaceful.’’ you respond with a soft hum, seemingly lost in thought.

“Yeah, but I’ve also gotten quite used to the chaos.’’ you respond, finally glancing at him making his heart thump against his chest as they met his own.

The rest of the night was silent for the two of you, the sound of waves crashing and the crackling of the fire being your only interruptions. Meanwhile your father stood at the back window watching the two of you with a faint smile.

-

Though your time away from Chaconne had been truly amazing it was finally time to get back to classes and study groups. A chaotic and hectic week it would be with not only exams growing closer, but Yoaris recital being tonight. A night which not only you, but Yoari had been counting down since the moment the event had been presented.

“What do you mean you didn’t ask her are you stupid?’’

“Jake!?”

“What? He had the perfect opportunity to ask her and he didn’t.’’

“Yeah well it’s not like we can change the fact that he didn’t ask her.’’

“To hell we can’t where's your phone.’’ Jake makes his way over to Sunghoons desk searching through loose sheets of paper and old music sheets in search of his phone.

“Look, I backed out. She looked at me and then I just couldn't?”

“Dude the recital is tonight, you don’t exactly have all the time in the world to ask her.’’

“Fuck. I should have just kept my mouth shut, don’t know why I told you in the first place.’’ Sunghoon sighs and falls back onto his bed, sitting up almost immediately once he hears the sound of a phone ringing.

“What are you doing?”

“Giving you your second chance.’’ Jake responds only moments before the ringing stops and your voice could be heard on the other line.

You were shocked to say the least when you saw Sunghoons name appear on your phone, he had never called you, of course he’d sent you videos of Yoari practicing here and there but he’d never called, rarely even texted other than the videos.

“Hello?” For a moment the line was silent, but you could hear faint shuffling on the other side.

“Sunghoon did you butt dial me or something?’’

“No- no i’m here sorry.’’

“Oh- did you need something? Did something happen you almost never call?’’

“Yeah. I mean– fuck no nothing happened I just had a question?’’ he responds, sounding unsure of his own words as they leave his mouth.

“Oh? Sure what’s up?”

“Would you want to go to the recital with me? Not as in you coming as a guest or family friend, but a date?’’ On the other side of the line Sunghoon held his breath the moment you fell silent, only releasing it when you finally spoke up on the other line.

“I’d love to.’’

“So- i’ll see you there?’’

“Yeah, I'll see you tonight.’’ Before hanging up the phone he could hear a faint ‘I told you so’ being yelled in the background, and his eyebrows knit together. He then turns to Jay and Jake as he slips his phone into his pocket.

“Was It obvious or something?’’

“Well in what context?’’

“Before we hung up I heard Jurin telling yn ‘I told you so’.”

“Well if you want our honest answer, she came along and suddenly you did an entire 180. If you’re asking if it was obvious that you had a thing for her, she’s practically the only one that hasn’t realized up until now.’’ Sunghoon simply pinches the bridge of his nose in response.

“Great. So it’s just obvious to everyone else before me.’’ Sunghoon complains, making Jake and Jay just shrug in response.

After hanging up the phone your evening consisted of constant nagging and reminders from Jurin that she was in fact right about Sunghoon. You yourself had still been in shock that he had asked you on a date in the first place, having been completely oblivious to his feelings towards you the entire time. For some reason it made you nervous at the thought, your stomach churned and you felt butterflies swarm the deepest pits of your belly. You never thought that Sunghoon of all people could have feelings for you or look at you as anything more than just his sister's music teacher. Your nerves began to bubble over as you fully came to the realization that Park Sunghoon did in fact make you anxious. It was now occurring to you just how often you’d think about him in a way that was not so friend-like. How you sometimes caught yourself admiring him when he laughed or smiled, or occasionally your thoughts would drift to what it’d be like to trace the beauty marks on his face. At the time when all of the thoughts would flood your brain you had chalked it up to them being some sort of intrusive thoughts. You even downplayed the way you would get all giddy when he’d come around, most of the time showing up to the dorm with the other guys or Yoari but it made your heart thump nonetheless. Having him suddenly act on his thoughts and ask you on a date had restructured your brain and the way you thought about him entirely. It made you realize that you were in fact drawn to Park Sunghoonin in a not so friend like way, whether that be romantically or on a deeper scale he was special to you.

“Yn can you hurry up you’ve been in there for an hour you had to have found an outfit and done your hair by now?’’ Jiaqi complains from down the hall, her and Jurin having been waiting for an hour and a half now listening to the shuffle of your feet in your room as you scramble to find something to wear.

Finally your door flies open and Jiaqi immediately shoots up from the couch, Jurin following suit.

“Does it…Does it look okay?’’ After nearly two hours of panicking over what to wear, how to do your makeup, how to style your hair, you’d finally made the choice to go simple. Black corset top and black mini skirt, black lace stockings and gloves to pull the look together along with your ribbon lace up pumps. Your hair slicked back into a bumped ponytail with loose curls adorning your forehead. It was a simple and elegant look that you’d had in mind to wear for a while yet were never given a reason to up until now.

“Well if the man isn’t in love already he might be after this.’’ Jiaqi comments as she takes in your look from head to toe.

“You mean to tell me you were hiding those boobs under all those tee shirts, sweaters and crop tops all this time?’’

“Jurin!”

“What am I doing wrong? Look at them?’’ Jiaqi shakes her head in response to her friend's comments and a knock at the door interrupts the slight banter between the two.

“I thought you told Sunghoon you’d meet him there?”

“I did? I told him he didn’t have to come all this way?’’ The three of you share a confused look with one another before watching as Jiaqi swung the door open.

Once your eyes fell upon the woman that stood on the other side you felt your entire world come crashing down at your feet. Jiaqi, just as enthusiastic as ever, greets her unknowingly, though the woman's eyes seemed to be searching for someone, searching for you. You’d given her zero chances to speak, your feet moved before you could even get yourself to think properly and you had run off pushing past the woman in the doorway and completely drowning out the sound of Jiaqis voice calling out to you in worry.

-

Meanwhile on the other side of town Sunghoon couldn’t stop glancing at his phone. You haven't called or texted nor had you shown up and he was starting to worry? Had you gotten sick again? Were you stuck in traffic? Surely you wouldn’t miss the recital you promised Yoari you’d be at, or the date that he had now gotten his hopes up for.

“did yn call? Or contact you at all? Did she say anything about being sick? Or being late?’’ he asks his mom who had been busy checking her business phone at his side.

“I haven’t heard from her sweetheart no, is there something wrong?’’

“She just- she promised Yoari she’d be here.’’

“You and Yoari think too highly of that girl Hoon, even the people you think are special to you can break promises.’’ Sunghoon stares at his phone one last time, a sigh spilling from his lips as he and the rest of his family fully make their way into the venue.

-

You ran until the air in your lungs began to feel like a breath of fire, until your chest felt so heavy you thought it would cave in. You didn’t know where you were or how far you ran but you knew one thing for sure, you needed to get away from campus. Your brain was moving 50 miles per hour and it felt as if the ground itself would swallow you whole at any moment. Your heavy breathing combined with the antagonizing ringing in your ears making it hard for you to think properly. Two years, two years you had gone without her finding you and now she stood in the doorway of your very own dorm room.

13 missed calls from Jurin, 15 from jiaqi. They'd all been searching for you, worried about you. The moment you ran off the two girls followed behind you. They called everyone to help look for you, Jake, Jay, Yeonjung, Haknyeon, Jinyoung, the only one having missed every call being Park Sunghoon. He wanted nothing to do with you or your friends at that moment, he opened himself to you, made himself vulnerable enough to accept his feelings and ask you on a date and you couldn’t even be bothered to show.

When you finally had calmed down enough to come to your senses you realized that you didn’t know where to go, your home was an hour away and if you went back to your own dorm you risked running into her again. You had no money on you nor did you have your phone because you’d just run off without thinking the moment you saw her standing there. It was then you realized there was one place you knew for a fact you were always welcomed, you also came to the realization that you had been late to the recital. Even as thunder clouds came rolling in and the night turned cold you ran for half an hour until you finally made it to the venue, but unfortunately you had already been too late. Yoari had already performed and the Park family had gone home not even bothering to stay for the next hour of the showcase. Your heart sank in your chest as you realized what you had done. Not only had you broken your promise to Yoari, but you completely missed out on your date with Sunghoon.

The dark clouds that loomed over you as you walked for yet another hour had finally begun to pour down with rain, Completely soaked from the rain and shivering from the cold you eventually found yourself outside the park residence. By the time you arrived the four of them had been stepping out of their car, Mrs. and Mr. Park had stepped into the house already while Sunghoon went to pick up his sleeping sister from the backseat. Yoaris' eyes fluttered open for a moment and she seemed to be the first to notice you, wrapped in Sunghoon’s arms and clinging to him tightly. She simply looked the other way as she saw you approaching, Sunghoon noticed you shortly after, but he said nothing.

“Ari…” your heart broke as you watched her rest her head on Sunghoons shoulder completely ignoring you. Your gaze shifts to Sunghoon who had been obviously upset but he’d been trying his best to not say a word to you.

“Sunghoon I-”

“Save it. You made a promise to her. Cross my heart and hope to die, remember.’’

“Sunghoon just let me explain-”

“You should have explained 6 missed calls ago, you’re no better than your mother.” Knowing that they had been upset with you hurt, but Sunghoon’s words stung like hell and cut deep. Sunghoon himself didn’t know why he’d let such words slip from his mouth, but it had been too late to take back. He’d already said it, and he could tell by the look on your face and the glossiness of your eyes that it’d already gotten to you. And although he should have taken it back right then and there, should have apologized and made it right he just walked away, letting his own emotions dictate his actions.

During your walk back to the campus you couldn’t help but think about how in just three hours things had completely fallen apart. You didn’t know when you made it back to campus having been completely out of it the entire way back there, but you were immediately snatched back from your thoughts hearing a familiar voice.

“Yn?’’ As you whipped your head around your tired eyes met with Sunwoos, all it took was for him to say three simple words for you to break down all over again.

“Are you okay?”

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[pixiedvst333]

im begging for you to make a drummer bakugou based on that "i hate attention" video on tiktok of the girl on his lap

➻ omg i don't know which tiktok u mean i'll be so real, i think i might've found the right one but if i'm wrong i'll rework it ^-^ just lmk!

notes: nsfw themes, 16+, quirkless!au, band!au

context: katsuki bakugo is a drummer in a band, with jirou (singer), kirishima (basist) and kaminari (lead guitarist). y/n is jirou's best friend. masterlist

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katsuki bakugo was always full of surprises. from the great effort he took into spiking his hair, to the deep black eyeliner he smudged on his waterline, it seemed like every week, you found out something new about him. originally, he was simply a hot-headed classmate who sat two rows in front of you, only interested in body-building and heavy music, while you were seemingly distant and dry.

so you were shocked when you found out your best friend, kyoka jirou, was in a band with him. sure, you should've expected it. while his hair remained naturally blonde, he often liked to semi-dye the tips black, while painting his nails and keeping them short. it also shouldn't have surprised you that he was the drummer. from the flexing of his biceps to the therapeutic anger-relief of hitting the drum skins, it was undoubtedly a talent suited for him. and you couldn't deny he looked hot playing them.

the band contained him, jirou, kaminari & kirishima, yet your eyes would only lay on the spikey blonde. he had such an intense stage presence, his crimson eyes hunting the audience like prey as he showed off his strength and aura. it was embarrassing to admit to jirou that not only were you going to her gigs for her, but also for bakugo.

"y/n," jirou muttered, straightening her hair before a gig. she was sat sprawled in front of a dirty mirror, cigarette hanging from her mouth as she looked towards you. you were lying on her bed, scrolling though social media while you waited for the group to start. you were vip, of course. "could you do something for me for the gig?"

"sure, anything for you," you winked, glancing towards her before back at your phone.

"we're performing a song that's kinda trending at the moment. we're wanting to, you know, get seen on instagram, as cringe as it is," she explained, standing up and rolling up her knee-high socks. "but the trend includes someone sitting on the drummer during the solo."

"right," you answered confidently, roughly knowing what trend she meant. "and what are you wanting me to do? find someone who'll do it?"

she went silent, a small, smug grin on her lips as she took a long, drawn out inhale. "no, i want you to do it."

***

and that's exactly how you ended up on stage. albeit in front of around 450 people, you were still on stage. with lights on you. and a man's LAP to stradle.

you'd only agreed after multiple pleas from jirou. apparently the majority of girls they auditioned just didn't get along with bakugo's rough nature and snotty attitude, and considering he felt awkward himself with these women, they'd had to narrow it down to people he knew. and that just happened to be you.

the music was blaring around you, a cover of type o negative being slammed on guitar and getting the crowd wild. it was becoming your time, and you began to dance towards the drummer, who was so entranced by his own performance that he barely saw you coming. heart in your throat but showing off a false confidence, you sultured over, before enthusiastically throwing yourself on top of bakugo. you heard him grunt under his breath, attempting to get comfortable while thrashing the drumset. by this point, he was topless. the heat of the atmosphere and humidity had all four artists hot and bothered. it didn't bother you, however, as you were in awe by his beauty up close.

"sorry," you muttered under your breath, going beat red in the face as you performed a lap dance on him, your hands clasped on his shoulders as you turned your face to the crowd, a sly look on your face as you watched audience members fien jealousy.

"don't be," he answered, his eyes shooting daggers through yours as he stared at you. his hands continued to thrash, fingers brushing against your skin whenever he could. "do i look like i'm complaining, freak?"

you bit your lip as you realised he was into it, a slight hue slithering over the bridge of his nose and cheekbones. it bought you an unimaginable confidence and, being recorded by none other than ashido, you put on a show. bouncing, pretending to kiss him, playing with his hair... anything sultry, and you were doing it. he kept his eyes on you, and you noticed his eyes slip down your top occasionally as he checked you out. sure, maybe you were all he could see, but he was being blatant. and you were sure you could feel movement beneath you...

the cue for you to get off the stage was coming up, however; the song was coming to an end, so they could finish up the set and go for drinks. you'd been told by jirou to do something drastic, something memorable as you left, but considering you and bakugo had performed a softcore lapdance, you weren't sure where to go from there. you looked at him desperately, unsure what to do, and he 'tchd'.

"just follow my lead," he muttered, glaring at jirou before leaning forwards. you followed, your back now against the bass drum and the high toms. your eyes widened as he threw the sticks behind him, roughly took your chin in his hands, and kissed you.

your arms draped around his shoulders, melting into the kiss you'd only dreamed of. he smelled like deep caramel and musk, and his hands scaled up your shirt to feel your skin. he'd made out like kissing you was a chore, when he seemed to be enjoying every moment. you heard jirou scream in delight, saying something stupid to the crowd you didn't fully hear. but once you were let go by the blonde, he rolled his eyes and pulled you off the kit.

"now get the fuck out of my sight," he said loudly, keeping the shit-eating persona up for the audience as he gestured you off the stage. completely stunned from the whole experience, you nodded as you tried to stop your legs from turning to jelly.

"mhm!" you answered, completely unable to make eye-contact with the man. but, even so, you felt him grab your arm. turning, he pulled you to his ear, whispering so the audience couldn't hear. and his words made butterflies flutter in your stomach.

"meet me in the back. twenty minutes."

an. i hope this is ok for u :)

[givepie]

So Toxicator opened. So im bringing this back

BUT HERES PART II.

[Also Hyperia had some updates I'll talk about that too]

Actually lets start with Hyperia, theres less to cover there.

They decided to add shrubbery & grass. How cute.

How the fuck is that supposed to enrich the fucking theming when the island is shown to be volcanic.

I am a firm believer most rides can be fixed up by adding a lil greenery. Nemesis reborn looked so much better with it, and part of that is that the world Nemesis lives in IS constantly progressing. It being slightly overgrown and natural after the initial excavation makes sense, because its been awhile since 1994.

Hyperia.... is set on a rocky island. So WHY. Of ALL things. Did they decide to put down turf instead of ROCKS. its an island so why is there now NO mention of water whatsoever while the splashdown is being investigated? MERLIN.

ANYWAY.

Toxicator.

So youd think, considering all my praise for Reborn just now, and all the praise in general, this would be positive. Ha. Hahahaha.

I am in this for the love of unconventional storytelling. Theme park lands are vefy much just worldbuilding, which is why rides like Hyperia - where an active story is involved - struggles because the story has to be all around you or it might aswell not be happening at all. I can best describe it as the setting of a DnD campaign before the campaign starts proper. The players arent going to give a shit about the other group of mercs in the area unless you make them directly interact, make each others businesses intertwined. Otherwise theyre just NPCs the PCs never get to meet.

There is no Hyperia fandom like there is for FV and Xsector. For a reason. Noone gives a shit about Hyperia. Her story is nothing to do with your own.

Where does this come into Toxicator? Well, it certainly looks appropriate. But where the fuck does it come into the lore. We literally just established that the Phalanx has minimal control over the monster, so how the hell are they getting close enough to her to extract whatever her teeth are producing. Which - by the by- is also an unexplained topic.

The closest thing i can think of that links is the Nectar, which actually came from the digested pieces of people she consumed. Like John Dalton. Who is apparenlty still alive, thanks to the fireworks. Again, this has not been explained or even acknowledged as anything weird.

He just showed up and talked about attacking intergalactic aliens, which does not exist in the Nemesis lore until THIS POINT. NEMESIS IS EXTRADIMENSIONAL. SHE CAME HERE THROUGH A WORMHOLE. THE WORMHOLE GALACTICA ARE USING.

I AM NOT KIDDING. GALACTICA IS BETTER LINKED TO NEMESIS STORYLINEWISE THAN TOXICATOR. ITS JUST THAT SOME PEOPLE CANNOT HANDLE A PLOTLINE THATS NOT "UAGGHH SUFFERING, GUNS!"

Then there's also the fact that making FV into a Phalanx heavy area rides-wise makes the area without actors feel like X-sector 2.0. I am not the one to first have this thought, but it has resonated with me. Part of what made FV so lively was having so many groups. You could see where threads crossed, how people interacted. But, due to Merlin not being Disney and having a much tighter budget, the Ent team can't be there all the time. How to enforce this spirit then? DIVERSITY IN RIDE THEMING.

Even if they just stick to the 3 groups in 2024 and got rid of the Galactica company, Toxicator could have more ripsaw-esque features and be themed to the STT troupe.

Galactica could come under new management with MCT and feed into the "cooperate entity not caring for tragedy, only profits" theme.

Instead we get a new ride where the theme is a brief idea that doesn't expand on the plot of the land. I am loathe to think about what they plan for Galactica.

Hm! I feel a rant coming on! Everyone duck!

MY THOUGHTS ON THE HYPERIA STORY AND ITS THEMING. ALSO A GENERAL RANT ON COASTER THEMING.

Let start with a general question: what counts as theming?

To me, theming is the set pieces, pre-show, and anything laid out in a rides area to help develop a story. Most of the time this helps world-building more than anything. To me, even music can be a piece of theming because it helps to set a tone. For example, when riding Smiler, the laughter sounds almost manic and it makes you realise straight away that something is off, before you even step foot into X-sector.

Anything that DOESN'T fall into this classification such as website and app pages, falls into "storytelling". In a theme park, it is almost impossible to tell the entire story from one repeated instance inside of said story. To tell a complicated story like that of the Smiler, it would take so much exposition, which is very much not the point and would take away from the experience as a whole.

So storytelling isn't a bad thing, it's how they handle it.

To me, there are three behemoths of theme park theming and storytelling worldwide. That I know of.

Baron 1898, X-Sector post-Smiler, And Forbidden Valley post-Reborn.

Baron 1898 is pretty easy to grasp while you're there, even as a non-speaker of the language. You're going on a mine tour and 3 ghost ladies are PISSED that you're going down there. The actual theming is downright impressive ans I would love to see it in real life. You can then look up the story to find out who the ghosts are, who the Baron is, and how the mine came to be. Really good treat for people who decide to look.

Forbidden Valley has a story that has remained relatively consistent throughout the years. It has wondering actors that establish the world in a realistic yet entertaining way rather quickly. There are an official operation; there are people opposing the operation so there is something sneaky going on; there is a tour group taking advantage of the centrepiece so the Alien is a tourist attraction in this universe, too. Just little things that help put together a bigger picture.

Of course this starts coming apart a little bit when the audio starts explicitly telling you what is happening, but it still holds. You see someone's office, a crashed helicopter, weapons for warding off the alien. All things to help build up this universe you are now ankle-deep in. And then there's the 3 pages on the Internet that break down the story for you, which can also be seen in the shop.

Finally, of course, there's X-sector. It doesn't usually have roaming actors, and the theme suits better that way. Without the roaming actors, you see that the Ministry are secretive. Trying to stay out of the limelight, except for the skeleton crew they send out to keep the coaster safe and operational. It shows a tone.

However, people casually wondering what this is about can never get an easy answer. Cause the answer is spread out across what remains of a decade-old marketing campaign. Fun for people who want a deep dive, not so fun for people who are just lightly curious. The website barely tells you anything either.

But, on a positive light, the story is so complex it keeps a fandom. Not many coasters have that. It's an insane accomplishment.

And I have a theory as to why. Now, stay with me here I think I'm about to upset some people:

It has aspects of social and political commentary. "Not everything is political" ALL GOOD ART IS A COMMENTARY ON THE TIMES AND CIRCUMSTANCES YOU WERE RAISED IN SIT YOUR ARSE BACK DOWN.

RIGHT, so, Smiler is a story about the government dedicating an organisation to keeping people artificially content to keep people compliant. What are Brits notorious for doing, in comparison to the French?

Doing fuck all. This wasn't always the case. We would riot, we would strike. Now we strike but while the other half of the country complains and just tells the strikers to sit back down and take the mistreatment. We are miserable, we complain, and we go about our day. And that's the joke. Its funny. So why bother changing it?

And if we can't be bothered changing something cause it's funny, what happens if they make everything purposefully funny? They'd never have to deal with the strikes in the first place.

The government functions off of our social compliance, which can come from making jokes at our own expense. We even see it now with our drowned-rat-faced PM as he continues to make a fool out of himself so he's funny. If he's funny, we want to see him more. That's a valid strategy nowadays.

Smiler. Is about how Keep Calm And Carry On is a stand against progress.

Smiler. Is a political and social commentary on the people of Britain. You're welcome.

Anyway!

HOW DOES THIS RELATE TO THE NEW WORLD-STAGE COASTER IN STAINES?

The problem is: it doesn't. Instead of taking inspiration from its sister park, Alton, Thorpe decided to take inspiration from Icon and its shoebox station.

Where is Fearless Valley taking place? When is Fearless Valley taking place? What point in the story are we looking at here? The issue [only issue, really] with Hyperia, is it entirely relies on storytelling and a few bits and bobs in the queue.

Remember the shortcoming in Nemesis? Where you can get a good grasp of the story without it being blasted in your ear? Yeah here they straight up tell you the story, too. The theming has BECOME the storytelling.

Next question: what is Hyperia, the coaster, supposed to be? Yes, we know the story is that a goddess called hyperia overcame her fear of the sea by building wings and escaping the island she was trapped on [for some unspecified reason. Is hyperia evil?], but what IS the coaster supposed to be?

Smiler is the Marmaliser, the machine that transforms you into a smiling advocate. Nemesis is the tentacles of the monster overtaking the metal that pins it down. Baron is the track the drill takes to get into the mine.

What is Hyperia? Are we following Her as she soars, were we stuck with Her; the Icarus to her Daedalus? Are we following in her footsteps as part of a ceremony Her followers reenact for her blessing? Are we supposed to be Her? It's never really specified.

The station is chocked full of a last-ditch attempt of theming, which in comparison with the whole lotta nothing you get from the queueline? It feels cramped. It feels cheap. It barely feels like it belongs on a stage alongside Taron, Velocicoaster and Voltron Nevera. If they didn't have the budget to do the storytelling and the theme, they should've gone for theme.

Any story with no theme feels cheap and artificial. Any theme with no story still stands out and has breathtaking scenes. If they focused more on the white-gold colour palate and maybe had a few statues around and about they could pass it as some sort of pantheon, like climbing Olympus.

I'm not gonna lie, I'm disappointed in all aspects of the Hyperia theming. It feels lazy, tacky and underwhelming when you consider Swarm is a 5 minute walk away. I'm hoping it improves at some point.

I geniunely think the stone head of Collosus is much better than anything in Fearless Valley and its inconsistencies. The Black and gold buildings feel very sleek and out of place for a story ultimately about a goddess who forged. She forged her own wings. She forged her own bravery. Shouldnt the building look a little home made? Where are the bolts? The soldering? I want to see her anvil and hammer pride-of-place, not shoved in the corner of the station.

Cmon thorpe. Get your arse in gear.

[abluehappyface]

Going to try and do some Name Research™

[icewindandboringhorror]

Little bright colored outfit with a fun vest ~

(shoes from ebay like 10 years ago. everything else is thrifted)

[puppppppppy]

i feel like im not making any sense but does anyone else feel like there are stories that let u run with them and ones that spell everything out for you

[simptasia]

LOST: Season One

[gomzdrawfr]

When you have the idea so vividly in your head and you get to the canvas and you wondered why you even try

Anyways some royal au really shitty thumbnail scribble for Raven's backstory and fear of flowers (cw: blood, talks of death and corpse)

I dont blame you if you dont get it scdjhbscdbhjsdcjbhcsdhjbscdhbj

But the idea was young Raven who assisted Viktor in the work that stained her hands early on. In the Royal AU, Viktor is a known assassin that carried out his business in the basement of their home, where contracts were signed, secrets exchanged and bodies left to rot until they can disposed of. So with the air thick with the foul stench and metallic scent of blood, Viktor always sent Raven for a simple task.

Bring back flowers and herbs.

At first, she didn’t question it. Of course she didn't, she was young, and Viktor was all she knew. Viktor was her guardian, her mentor, the only constant in her life, the one that brought her back from the brink of death. So. she did as she was told. Every day, she gathered bundles of lavender, rosemary, thyme, and rose petals—herbs and flowers known for their strong fragrances, their use in purifying spaces, and their ability to hide the unpleasant scents. Sometimes she gather the flowers and put them in small pouches, sometimes she would have to boil them in a liquid that the maid never name.

When she was old enough, she knew what these flowers were for then. She arranged them carefully around the dimly lit cellar, the mingling scents pushing back against the stink of blood and rot.

What meant to be pretty flowers became something she feared against. The once sweet smelling lavender now becomes lost its colors and turned sickly, the roses stained with red.

Flower fields are nothing but a reminder, a show of guilt.

When it came time to dispose of the bodies, they traveled under the cover of night, the place of disposal was never the same, but the path back to the house was unmistakable.

The always had to cross a vast field of sunflowers. Towering, golden, and ever-facing the sun, they stood as if they were watching. To Raven, they were more than just flowers.

They were witnesses. Their wide, unblinking faces followed her as she walked among them, as if they knew.

Even though she had never taken a life, she knew she was just as guilty as Viktor.

He killed, she helped him bury the truth.

He painted the floor red, she covered it with petals.

But the sunflowers did not care for the differences, did they? In the end, she is one with Viktor, sharing the same pair of hands, the same weight of sins.

She could no longer look at flowers without seeing the bodies beneath them, without remembering how their fragrance never truly masked the stench of death. Sometimes, in the marketplace, the scent of fresh flowers twisted into something rancid, something rotten—as if the dead had never truly been buried, as if they were clawing their way back to whisper accusations in her ear, to blame her, to seek revenge—

Tainted. The flowers were tainted. Just like her.

[narwhalandchill]

oh my fucking god i feel. SO stupid rn at How i didnt make the (super sane very normal just absolutely. Yes. Surely) connection earlier but uhh

so anyway im now like 89% certain that whatever the "traces" of the narwhal that remain on ajax and facilitate their (ever-growing) innate connection are like. an actually fundamental aspect of it (them?) more or less.

why? because if you consider its pov just for a moment. the narwhal was literally about to depart teyvat for good. it had nearly finished consuming the primordial sea and preparing to breach surface to finish the job by eating the french for the leftovers their human bodies were made from. its an interstellar voyager it does not linger on planets it devours. it goes glug glug and it leaves.

and like if it wasnt for traveler intervening its confirmed through narzissenkreuz and renes world formula that teyvat wouldve just been destroyed. no one could have stopped the narwhal not neuvillette not focalors not anyone.

so what was the one other thing it did right before going for that french brunch? calling for ajax. getting them reunited in the primordial sea. like all the possible implications aside bc theres many different ways to speculate on the exact reasons why and the nature of that link. the point remains.

it wasnt leaving teyvat without finding him.

like the narwhal is about to fucking Dip from this cringe planet and whatever part of it that ajax carries within himself his narwhal Absolutely wanted to be reunited with. what the fuck am i supposed to read from that. hoyo???????!??! answers?!?!?!

and its not only the calling from the narwhal side itself either bc this is ALL coinciding with the growth of a 'restless power' within ajax and his vision malfunctioning (the things celestia is literally confirmed to harvest energy thru to repair its damaged authority) and his connection with the narwhal reaching an actual conscious level (arguably subconscious n emotional too bc i find it Curious his mood is poor right as the narwhal is repeatedly described as positively malding to the point its boss fight mechanic is literally a rage meter). ajax' power is growing. his destiny is starting to shift and something is drawing him to fontaine... right as the narwhal is getting close to finished with the primordial sea. funny how it overlaps eh. how it aligns 🤨🤨 why are they orbiting each other like this (they should kiss)

(& not to even Mention how ajax just Happened to get that absolutely exponential and borderline unbelievable feat of power spike in extending his foul legacy endurance as massively as he did. while. within the primordial sea. with his narwhal. who had at that point all but incorporated the power of that sea into itself. i s2g if childe was getting passive home turf co-op bonus exp with a 4x multiplier automatically the whole 40+ days 💀💀)

[mossterunderthebed]

Jujutsu Kaisen Observations #- i lost count im sorry but this is ep. 24

okay two things:

One: I really love that Gege put in a system that made it so that there was a reason for people to stand around gabbing at each other and explaining their powers and having actual conversations in the middle of their beef, because it is just. such an annoyance for a lot of people, i think, (and a pet peeve of mine personally) and that's such a fascinating and neat way to actually incorporate it into a story, and make it not a weakness, but actually a strength for the characters, as well as the plot and story itself.

and Two: Kugisaki Nobara is a fucking badass.

[firestorm09890]

FUCK what I said about the majority of significant changes to dialogue in Re:CoM being to adjust Axel's characterization, the most egregious change is actually this

(GBA CoM)

(Re:CoM)

if I had to guess, the reason for this change was because in GBA CoM, The Superior was a spooky, unknown being at the head of this Organization we had very little knowledge on, and for Vexen, the guy who runs his mouth constantly about how much better he is than the others, to be terrified of him, he must be some pretty scary dude. But then after kh2 we know him, it's Xemnas, he's very dramatic, he likes to talk to the moon, and the effect of your mind filling in the gaps about what "The Superior" must be like is gone. So it wasn't really necessary anymore, right?

(rest under cut because it's long)

Except... the way they changed it is so weird. In the GBA version, what's happening is pretty clear:

Marluxia tells Vexen that his project is a failure

Vexen demonstrates that he does not give a shit about Marluxia's opinion

he does care very much about The Superior's opinion, though, and Marluxia uses this to blackmail him into eliminating Sora- an action which is nonsensical, as the entire point of what they're doing needs Sora alive, making it clear to everyone in the room that he is deliberately sending Vexen to die

and then after that, when Vexen shows up to fight Sora, he goes "if you want to fight me for real you've gotta do it in the memories from the other side of your heart lol bye" and Sora goes "huh? other side?" and then it cuts to a scene on the top floor:

and then this gets more into subtext but here, Vexen has realized he's totally fucked and his only hope is to mess directly with Marluxia's plans (well, they were the Organization's plans, but it's pretty obvious by now Marluxia's abusing his power for his own purposes) by giving Sora more information than he should know. This does get the traitor gang worried enough to send Axel to go kill him (as opposed to just letting Sora take care of him, which was presumably the original plan)- he very specifically cuts Vexen off to keep him from saying too much (this is retained between the original and the remake)

Anyway, what happens in Re:CoM sort of follows the same order of events, but everything is changed slightly in a way that just makes things more confusing.

Marluxia tells Vexen his project is a failure and Vexen demonstrates that he doesn't give a shit about Marluxia's opinion, as before

Marluxia threatens Vexen with a weapon, rather than threatening to tell the Superior

this, notably, does not seem to faze Vexen very much. he continues to run his mouth while having the scythe pointed at him.

Xemnas is still leveraged- Marluxia points out it was the Superior who entrusted him with the castle

...even though reasonably Vexen would already be aware of this, and has still demonstrated that he has zero respect for Marluxia despite it

the lines about betraying the Organization being a capital crime are retained, probably because it's super relevant later, but then that line of thinking is abandoned in favor of Marluxia and Larxene just taunting Vexen instead

The part where Marluxia says "do it. you won't" could be seen as a sort of threat... if not for Axel's line: "You give a challenge like that to Vexen and he'll seriously want to eliminate Sora." It frames it all as though Vexen went to fight Sora out of some sort of pride.

And look, Vexen may have a temper and a superiority complex, but he's not stupid. They're obviously baiting him. Plus, what happened to him seeing himself as above the others and countering things he doesn't like with "well actually I'm higher ranked than you and also you're an idiot"? Is he that insecure in his fighting capabilities? I could deal with characterization changes doing him dirty if it didn't also make no sense in the context of the plot.

So now we have Vexen going to try to kill Sora, something that really makes no sense to do, out of pride. What was the purpose of sending Sora to Twilight Town? Also pride, over the fact that he managed to get that information? Giving the writing the benefit of the doubt, I could say that these nonsensical actions can be explained as evidence that Nobodies can have hearts and people with hearts do strange and rash things, but that just feels like a reach, which is bad because what they had in GBA CoM worked perfectly fine and made sense without any reaching for the "idk emotions make you do strange things" explanation.

It continues. After Vexen gives Sora the Twilight Town card in Re:CoM and Sora wonders about what the "other side" means, this is that version of the conversation the top floor members have:

...what? "If Sora disappears, that would mess up the Organization's plans"? what are you worried about? the only reason Sora would disappear is if Vexen killed him. there's no way they think Vexen being in Twilight Town would give him an advantage, right? they know he's a pathetic fighter. "Vexen has clearly committed a treasonous act against the Organization" HOW? HOW IS IT CLEAR? they don't express any worry about Sora learning too much, up until Axel says "I came to stop you from talking too much" when killing Vexen- and that being there makes it seem like they were worried about Sora learning to much, but if that's the case, why would they replace the perfectly serviceable lines in the above scene? it's just... baffling that they would want to lean into the narrative that Vexen going to kill Sora (which he'd been goaded into doing) is the problem here, because it just makes so little sense compared to what it was originally.

once again giving them the benefit of the doubt: Marluxia's real plan was to take over the Organization, and he saw an easy way to pick off one of the members, so he took it. the motive for stopping Vexen doesn't actually matter.

buuuuut it's the same as with Vexen earlier. Marluxia may be too self-absorbed and power-hungry to notice Axel is scheming against him, but he, too, is an intelligent man. he's plotted for a while, getting into Xemnas's good graces in order to be put in charge of the Castle. this is incredibly sloppy for him. I guess it could be said that getting so close to his goal would make him sloppy, but again, if they'd just left things the way they were in GBA CoM, I wouldn't even have to be saying this

in conclusion: GBA Chain of Memories' intra-Organization strife subplot is so tightly woven with calculated moves on all sides that Re:CoM changing certain things without taking into consideration the consequences makes certain parts of the plot fall flat and become far more confusing than in the original story

[mbat]

basically i was trying to make a post talking about the theme of family and the humans in steven universe and how basically all the humans are parents and their children and like, never one or the other, and how we can literally talk about the relationships all the kids have with their parents and stuff

and it was supposed to be how that reflects on stevens life and his human half since gems dont have families and blah blah blah

but holy shit i dont know how to say all that in a smart way and i kept going in circles and triangles and squares

[a-dotrivenitupontop]

barry:

sally:

[hanzajesthanza]

this looks like a long time but initially it said 1 MONTH 15 days

[socialbunny]

somebody re-upload all my cc because 1) im never (never say never, but honestly more than likely never) going to do it, if i even try to do anything involving ts2 content/cc i will Explode and 2) when/if sfs ever blows up one day all my shit will be gone forever, because i don't even have like. half of it still in my downloads.