#it literally came to me fully formed as this little song

[funwalker]

I live along under the ground. my body not long since been found. though in the air remains no host, beneath your feet a living ghost!

[prickly-paprikash]

Kendrick doesn't just hate Drake as a person. He hates the very idea of Drake.

Hip-Hop is rooted in revolution. In defiance. These are the songs of an oppressed group of people, and decades upon decades people have hated it. Accused of being meaningless and invalid. Media outlets took steps to belittle hip-hop and make sure it isn't recognized as an art form and as a means to fight back.

2Pac spoke of wealth disparity and inequality. Tupac was literally a member of a communist organization when he was younger and never stopped speaking against capitalism.

Lauryn Hill spoke of the struggles a woman faces. Not just women, but black women. Salt-N-Peppa. Queen Latifah. MISSY FUCKING ELLIOT.

N.W.A made sure people knew about police brutality and violence against the Black community.

And now, in this day and age, we're also experiencing an explosion of Queer Hip-Hop. Lil Nas X is at the forefront of this. Lil Uzi Vert came out as non-binary and uses they/them pronouns, even when they knew that a lot of their fans would never use it or even respect them for it. Auntie Diaries, a song about a young man who grew up in a transphobic environment and bought into those beliefs, but could never fully do it because his Uncle loved him so much and taught him a lot of life lessons, and that wisdom translated to him accepting his cousin as a woman as well.

Drake is none of that.

He's the perfect representation of what people think hip-hop is. Flexing. Posturing. Objectifying women. A fucker so insecure he bought 2Pac's ring just to feel like he's part of the black community. Rejected by Rihanna publicly. Tried to groom Millie Bobby Brown. Kissed and inappropriately touched an underage girl during his concert. His songs have inspired so many young boys to treat girls like shit. His belief that the amount of rings and chains and cars he has is the true meaning of success.

Additional Edit: This is my fault. If this post gains more views, then it would be remiss of me not to add to this. It was my fault to begin with, not stating this beforehand because while I did know, I got lost in celebrating Hip-Hop in a place that doesn't usually do so, and rightfully so.

2Pac did fight for wealth equality and better social living for the black community. He also has a long, long history of battery, domestic abuse, and sexual harassment against women. Specifically against women of color. He made a song to celebrate his own mother, but outright refused to give the same show of respect to other women in his life. His hypocritical nature was brushed off in later decades, just the way I did now.

N.W.A is the same. Sexual assault charges, violence—they spoke of Police reform, but refuses to give the same treatment back towards the women in their lives.

50 cent refuses to backtrack on any of his misogynistic lyrics.

Modern rappers of today, such as the dead XXXtentacion. 6ix9ine. Kodak Black.

I do love Hip-Hop. I love rap. And the music itself has always been anti-authoritarian at its core, because those are its roots. And I was happy that circles that did not normally know of it or enjoy it were getting into it, even for one thing like this rap feud.

Lil Nas X, Little Simz, Childish Gambino, Missy Elliot, Queen Latifah, Lauryn Hill—rappers who have at the very least consistently tried to put their money where their mouth is. Who have tried to act in accordance to what they rap and write and sing for.

@shehungthemoon @ohsugarsims finnthehumanmp3 were the ones who rightfully clarified in the comments. I know an apology won't correct my hypocrisy or my stupidity. I should have added all of this before making this post, but I wanted so badly to celebrate a genre of music but failed to do my due diligence in showing a better, holistic view of it. If anyone felt triggered, offended, troubled, frustrated or any other intense negative emotions surrounding this, please do block me. I'm sorry.

[sugarplumfairy777]

𓊆ྀིWHIPLASH METHOD:𓊇ྀི

⏝ ͝ㅤㅤᛝㅤㅤ ◟🎀 okay so if you know or don’t know aespa, they have a song called whiplash. in the song there’s a part that goes like “Just close your eyes, breathe in and visualize” and I thought “woah that sounds like a cool way to induce pure consciousness” so anyways I came up with a “method” to induce the void state in a fun way inspired by the song! (and note: you don’t have to follow it verbatim whatever resonates with you is just as fine!) now anyways enough of me yapping here’s the method! buuuut before any of that we must remember a few things:

your god, you are the one who creates everything in your reality. you are the most powerful form in the universe—you are the universe basically. nothing can ever change the fact that you are god. everything is within you. do not focus on the 3D that is your old story=old thoughts & assumptions. you are I AM/VOID/PURE CONSCIOUSNESS, and this state is so easy to induce because you are already in it. there’s nothing to enter, and finally you are limitless.

𝜗℘ step I | close your eyes and drift off: softly close your eyes and drift off into a state of peace, do not force anything simply be. imagine yourself laying on a soft cloud; focus on the darkness behind your eyes.

𝜗℘ step II | take a deep and gentle breath; breath in like you’re taking in the scent of something sweet and familiar. as the air fills your lungs, feel it bring warmth and comfort, wrapping around your body like a soft, invisible hug. hold it for a moment, then exhale slowly, releasing any tension, any tiny worries, as if you’re letting go of everything that’s been weighing on you. each breath pulls you deeper into this quiet, safe space, where nothing else matters.

𝜗℘ step III | visualize; visualize yourself somewhere soft and warm. anywhere; if you don’t want to do that you can visualize any object or thing or person or place you want to!

𝜗℘ step IV | whilst doing all of the following, with each breath you take imagine your self slowly sinking into the thing your visualizing and beyond whatever it is that your visualizing it’s just darkness; with each deep breath your getting pulled closer and closer. now finally after one-six deep breaths sink fully into the state of pure consciousness. after this you’ve induced the void state!

꒰ঌ🎀໒꒱ a little reminder since, no offense, some of you are dense: you are limitless. this state? it’s not just some distant thing you have to reach for. it’s already yours, i mean it is YOU. you’re so powerful that tapping into the void is like flipping a switch. no hesitation, no struggle. everything you desire, everything you dream of, is already within you. you just breathe and step into it like it’s the most natural thing in the world because it is. nothing is hard for you. you are that girl, and the universe bends for you, flowing with your energy effortlessly. your dreams, your goals, your peace; it’s all just waiting for you to claim it. you don’t even have to chase anything, you are so powerful that everything falls into place the moment you decide it will. the void is your space, and you glide through it with the grace of someone who knows that everything is already hers. failing at this state is impossible.

remember, you’re not here to struggle and your not here to waver, the more you realize how easy this is, the more unstoppable you become. you are limitless and you are literally god. ♡ ♡ ♡

어디서나 거침없어 I'm the coldest 오직 나만이 이 판을 바꿀 changer 🖤🎀

[quimichi]

┗━⌜ALL I WANT IS FOR YOU TO BE HAPPY⌟━┛

✎ Life with the Archons (Venti, Zhongli, Raiden, Nahida and Furina)

VENTI - Videtis illam spirare libertatis auram

.ೃ࿐ Having you by his side, sleeping all so peacefully in his arms puts him at ease. Knowing you trust him makes him feel all warm in his heart-

.ೃ࿐ It's not like he would ever hurt you, it's quite the opposite. But knowing that you are just as comfortable around him as he is with you is enough to make him fall in love with you all over again

.ೃ࿐ would he tell you this? Yeah sure! But not without a little teasing and playful nagging when he sees a flustered or touched reaction on you

.ೃ࿐ your days together are mostly spend with you both doing literally anything that come to mind

.ೃ࿐ ideas like trying out Dionas newest creation or seeing who eats the most dishes at good hunter come mostly for your lovely bard

.ೃ࿐ he just wants you both having fun! Thinking about sad things all day would only crush someone, and he would never want to see you in a pain he has experienced

.ೃ࿐ I think everyone said it at least once, but yes he would write songs about you. Stories of you and your great adventures, how strong, generous and kind you are.

.ೃ࿐ and how kind you are always picking him up from angel's share when he lost both track of time and amounts of liquor he already drank

.ೃ࿐ he does feel guilty tho, but you know he is sorry and it's not like it happens so often. Just when it does, it reaaally does. But everybody got their flaws right?

.ೃ࿐ not you tho, not his beautiful Windblume (basic ik but as a German its so cute to me :))

.ೃ࿐ once he tried cooking your favorite dish. You were busy all day with missions form the adventurers guild and came back all exhausted and hungry....and to Venti desperately trying to put out the little fire that he started with his vision....the fire only got bigger

.ೃ࿐he claimed it was still edible. He's not wrong it was, just not tasty at all. Not him being banned from the kitchen now, nahhh

.ೃ࿐ he was super sad tho he wanted to fo something good for you and messed it up cause he looked away for a few seconds by preparing something else

.ೃ࿐ also, one thing he definitely loves and can't be without, besides you, is having you present beside him when he sleeps.

.ೃ࿐ you are there, and save, I his touch so he knows you won't be gone

ZHONGLI - if fairness is lost, then the contract shall become proof of one's deception

☄. *. ⋆ wakes up at the ass crack of morning, makes himself a tea and watches the sunset paint you like a deity sleeping in bed while sitting down on some chair to appear even more like a love sick grandpa

☄. *. ⋆ and if you do feel eyes on you, he greets you with a deep "Good morning my beloved, I hope this night gave you the best rest" and then let's you wake up slowly while he also makes you a tea, or coffee what you prefer

☄. *. ⋆ he'll always question himself, does he even deserve you? Yeah, yeah he does obviously but...why does it always feel so surreal having your pure soul around him????

☄. *. ⋆ hes in love let him be, I really like to think of him in a relationship as this really gentle,like and caring "grandpa" who's stuck in time. Like a guy you'd see in a historical romance book

☄. *. ⋆ going out with him is....something. he either fully forgot his wallet or is just a few mora to short for the groceries. But that's not everyday tho it happens here and there, the people are also used ro it like no one is surprised-

☄. *. ⋆ he just makes a contract with them that he will bring the rest money tomorrow and boom, done everyone happy---he is a man of his words

☄. *. ⋆ looooves walks with you, either hold his hand, the hand that is ready to do everything for you. Or link arms together like whatever you like baby ❤️

☄. *. ⋆ when you agreed to be in a relationship with him he promised you to take best care of you and that there shall be no worry left in your head

☄. *. ⋆ he does hold this promise (with maybe a teeny tiny contract, maybeee) and that also includes dinner. He knew you'd be home on a short while and completely forgot to prepare anything to eat, neither did you think about getting food home either

☄. *. ⋆ then Zhongli made a mistake of agreeing that Hu Tao helps him get some food on the table. And food on the table there was cause she did something. What it exactly is, nobody knows, how she exactly did that, a mystery. But it was good, and it made Zhongli realize how much of a good friend he had awwwww

☄. *. ⋆ a little friendship appreciation cause it's cute---

☄. *. ⋆ oh and grandpa goes to sleep exactly at 9, maybe at 10. On his rebellious days it can be at 11. Like on date nights he just says, eh fuck it I spend more time with my beloved, and goes to bed when you do. And also loves to do your night routine like you, skin care or not, he does it. To feel both closer and more connected with you and make you realize you mean a lot to him

☄. *. ⋆ being open to your things is a way of him telling you, hey, you're great yk that? His love language is acts of service cause, jsnwkajqks

RAIDEN - This body's purpose is to withstand wear and tear, that the one within might achieve Eternity

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ she would eat cake for breakfast if you would let her. Sweet things make her happy, youre sweet, you make her happy

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ "I love you...Y/N, for eternity" - 😐

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ give her time to show emotions, she can do that much better with words and actions

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ wake you up like a mom tho, like you both sleep together and suddenly she rips open the curtains and is like "Rise and shine" at 7am summertime where the sun is exactly where you dont want it to be

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ pls don't let go over her hand. In public she'll always have a hand on you, she's scared you'll leave if she doesn't. But she slowly but surely realizes that you won't, you would never

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ like, imagine you see this cute ass cat or dog and you smile so bright and she's giving this bombastic side eye bitch look. Goals I'd want that

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ yes but in reality she'd want to pet it. Pls keep asking for you both to adopt a pet so she doesn't has to ask-

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ yeah uh you cook, or you both cause her alone is a much known disaster. But she is ready to learn and is ready for the baby steps. She really does listen and learns fast. Her cooking now is simple, but edible and improves with every new try

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ thanks to your help obviously. And if you're just as bad, don't worry. She's happy you both can learn something and spend more time together. She really does enjoy your company, it keeps her at ease and let's her have a clear mind. You most definitely are her comfort character haha

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ but she's not only the love of mine and your life, she's also super protective of you. Getting fo a point where not even the waiter is allowed to speak the most necessary words to you. She is an Archon and should obviously be respected, like anyone else, but also you as her partner should also receive the same respect

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ falling asleep with you is easy, falling asleep without you difficult. You both need each other, but as stubborn you both are, you are the only one who can admit it truly. She also lets it slip but not in a "I can't sleep without you" more in a "Where in a relationship aren't we, so we should sleep beside each other" looking for excuses. She's my everything pls

NAHIDA - I might look like a child, but don't be fooled: I understand this world much better than any grown-up. (PLATONIC)

༊*·˚ she's the best to live with. She'll wake you up with her gentle words and quietly opens the window so a breeze can go inside and wake you up even softer

༊*·˚ sometimes she'll join you in bed when the time allows it she listens to you talk about your dreams and how you slept at night

༊*·˚ she makes sure you know that's she cares about you like duh you're friends

༊*·˚ breakfast is the absolute healthiest of them all, you have such a variety of fruits and vegetables to pick from, different kinds of bread and toppings. And a good smoothie, or maybe you want some tea?

༊*·˚ you both always eat together, she loves spending time with you. Especially the relaxing ones. But also, one of her favorites is going out with you helping the people. She has a very good understanding of humans and their emotions after all, and since shes so caring she loves to help around

༊*·˚ if you're not busy you're always free to join her

༊*·˚ loves to see you smile and be happy. She did live for 500 years but compared to the others its almost nothing, so you are her first true friend and she is greatful you let her discover friendship with you

༊*·˚ since shes super smart she teaches you a few things and is happy when you remember some of the things she said

༊*·˚ before you both call it a day she loves to sit in her swing, or you sit in her swing and you both gentle push each other while watching the stars

༊*·˚ sometimes you both even sleep together, cuddled up while reading together till one falls asleep first and puts the book away. Or you both simply talk about your day, your little adventures and what you both discovered

༊*·˚ she is all in all the most chilled person to be with like, pls----

FURINA - Her eyes... they're like the darkness at the bottom of the ocean

*ೃ༄ being with the hydro Archon is definitely...something?

*ೃ༄ she's super clingy in the morning, both wanting so spend all day together outside or in bed. It's hard decision for her...you do it pls

*ೃ༄ your at almost EVERY trail, sitting beside her. And honestly, with just your presence it's not boring anymore, or almost. She truly is less lonely with you around and feels more alive

*ೃ༄ it makes her all giddy inside and proud having you as hers. And because of this she will always gift you the most beautiful things! It's always something new everyday. Waking up and knowing at some time of the day she will surprise you with something new and exciting is worth going out of bed

*ೃ༄ you both also always eat out together, it's rare anyone of you cooks and eats at home. She'll always drag you to the fanciest restaurants to eat in pure elegance and flamboyance (Tengen that you?)

*ೃ༄ btw hugs make her feel better :)

*ೃ༄ if she ever notices you not paying attention, she'll lightly splash your face "Hehe, now you're awake again, so where we're we.."

*ೃ༄ I said she's clingy in the morning, but at night she holds her distance, till you both sleep and she unconsciously scoots closer till she cuddles you. Throughout the day she holds distance but somehow can appear clingy but not? She's a mystery, but she's your mystery

[dyns33]

Flufftober 2024 - 24 Dream of the Endless

It was perfectly natural for mortals to dream that they were someone else. That was also the purpose of dreams, to allow beings to escape from the "real" world for a moment, to forget their sorrows, their worries, but also to find the inspiration needed to try to improve their daily lives when they woke up.

This was embodied by great decisions, as well as wonderful creations, novels, films, songs, plays. Once again, men played roles, to entertain others while conveying an important message.

Despite this, Morpheus did not fully understand the principle of Halloween.

He could not make sense of this celebration, which had changed a lot over the centuries.

No one seemed to learn a moral lesson by dressing up as a monster. No one wanted to become a monster. There was nothing fun in comparing yourself to these poor creatures, or in scaring children without the goal of teaching them something.

Next to him, Y/N didn't seem to understand his incomprehension.

"It's just for fun. I know you're very serious and goth, but unlike some of your siblings, I'm sure you know the definition of that word."

"It seems like there are several definitions, otherwise I would laugh at Desire and Despair's pranks."

"That's different, their pranks are cruel. But don't you see what's funny about Halloween at all ?"

"Not really."

Knowing his stubborn side, Y/N didn't insist, simply shrugging her shoulders. She wouldn't have been against celebrating it with him, but it didn't matter if they didn't do anything that night. In any case, the king of dreams was too busy for this kind of thing. It was already a miracle that he found time for her in his schedule.

She should have been wary, because it wasn't normal for Dream to give up on a debate so easily. Not only did he have the right not to understand, but Y/N had to agree with him.

The nightmare didn't last long. Y/N wondered if she had screamed as loudly in her bed as in her dream she found herself facing this huge, dark monster trying to catch her. She had never been so scared in her entire life.

"Happy Halloween." the thing said, grabbing her in its hand.

"… Morpheus ?!"

"Yes. I still don't see the funny side. Can you explain it to me ?"

"… It's not funny ! Put me down and take back your normal form !"

"My 'normal' form as you say cannot be understood by mere mortals, what you see is just…"

"You know very well what I meant !"

Dream put her back on the ground and resumed his usual appearance, with his little pout. He was still waiting for an answer though.

After all, he had dressed up as a monster, and he had made a sort of farce at her, exactly as Halloween tradition required. It was obvious that Y/N had not wanted to laugh.

"There is a huge difference between dressing up and literally turning into a monster. People know that it is fake, that there is no risk, that is why it is funny."

"We are in a dream, and I will never hurt you. There was no risk."

"Dream…" Y/N sighed as she approached to caress his shoulders. "What if you came to the waking world so I could show you ? Hmm ?"

"… As long as I am with you, it will definitely be fun."

Next to Y/N who was wearing her best bunny costume, Morpheus continued to claim that he didn't really understand the point in seeing children running around in the street and adults playing pranks on each other.

But he smiled the whole time, never letting go of her hand, so he must have had a good time. And he seemed to enjoy her costume too, even if he showed it more with his hands than with words later.

[taesanluv3r]

lost in love songs.

han taesan x reader

a short, three part, friends to lovers story.

ੈ✩‧₊ hidden love unfolds when taesan's ipod nano accidentally ends up in the hands of his best-friend, yn. a certain playlist catches her eyes, revealing the true feelings kept within the depths of the boy's heart.

part two: about a girl.

reader goes through an overwhelming amount of emotions (shes crying 😿), some cuss words, myung jaehyun (reader's older brother) comforts her <3 lowercase intended, excuse any spelling mistakes / grammatical errors! enjoy :3

wc: 2,009

masterlist 𖦹 part one 𖦹 part three

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖

"damn, can't believe that dork writes songs about my loser sister…i say we give it a little listen and-"

jaehyun's words are interrupted, "get out of my room" yn says sternly, a finger pointing out the opened door and her face dead serious. her brother rolls his eyes, "whatever, i'll leave you to it i guess. weirdo…maybe you two are meant for each other" the girl flips him off, climbing off of her bed to forcefully push her annoying sibling out the door, slamming it shut behind him. she sighs, turning back around and staring intently at the silver device that remained on her white bed-sheets. her stomach hurts as she sits down beside it, her heart pounding straight out of her chest, though she doesn't know why. yn takes a deep breath as she holds her friend's ipod in her hands, the size of it unfamiliar to the girl who was so used to her larger phone. the wired earphones were tangled and grey from how worn out it was, she hesitates for a moment, wondering if it were really a good idea to be listening to the song her friend made a point to keep hidden from her. but it was right there, staring at her with her name written on it, literally. yn scoots, her back making complete contact with her pillows, a fluffy cloud-shaped plush toy sandwiched between her chest and her knees. she sticks an earphone into her left ear, beginning to do the same on the other side when the ping of her phone stops her. turning over to the device, she blinks slowly at the contact name on her screen.

han taesan.

she watches from afar as countless texts and a few missed calls came in, her arm reaching out to grab her phone. yn contemplates for a moment, his urgent warnings forming a sense of hesitance as she falls into a dilemma. once again, she sighs, turning her phone on do not disturb, ignoring the guy's begs and pleas before she averts her attention back to the ipod nano. blocking out all outside noise, the other side of his earphones find place in her right ear, a finger grazing against the white buttons that decorated the silver music player. yn exhales, finally pressuring the tips of her nail, pushing play on the very first track,

'about a girl.'

the name directly stolen from a song by his favourite rock band, the girl fully expects her friend's usually grunge-y sound. however, yn is taken by surprise when a soft guitar acoustic hits the surface of her eardrums instead. the rhythm of the track almost as sweet as the lyrics that he begun to sing. taesan's voice is smooth like butter, matching perfectly with the rather simple strumming pattern of the stringed instrument. being fully produced in his bed-room on a cheap microphone he got at the thrift shop, the girl finds herself smiling slightly at the shuffling sounds she could still hear in the background, breath hitching when she finally processed the words.

i listen to love songs in hopes they come true. i listen intently to conversations with you. my mind turns into mush and i can't seem to speak. in seconds i'm out, the door shuts with a creak. i could talk about her for hours on end, i could talk with her, or maybe not, it depends. cause she drives me insane, and i've got worms for a brain. and i can't get her out of my head.

the girl doesn't know what to think. it just all sounds so…foreign. the taesan she knew never wrote songs like this, or at least none that she knew of. the shy and reserved boy would never be caught dead showing this much emotion in real life, his honey-like voice fades out as the instrumental gets louder, giving the girl a moment to think. a million questions swarm into her head. he wrote this song…for her? she's lost in the music for a moment, her mind racing as she goes through about a billion thoughts per second. her heart fluttering at the very idea of this whole thing- i mean, it was as if all those romantic dreams she's had were finally coming true. a whole song written for her? frankly, the girl was on cloud 9. yet still, yn can't help but doubt herself, does he really feel this way for her? her best-friend since middle school? the ever so introverted han taesan who's never even spoken of love, this is him? as the questions swim through her brain, his soft singing wakes her up again.

this girl that i know, she's a girl that i like. but she won't feel the same, i don't know though, she might. i just can't, and i won't, let her know how i feel. i fear it might slip and it'll all become real. for my mouth only speaks around her, and my mind only thinks about this girl.

after another beat or two, he sings the final words of his love song,

still, you drive me insane. and i've got worms for a brain. think i might like you more than a friend.

with that, the first track in the two-song playlist comes to an end. the room is silent, the only thing she could hear was the quiet sound of her deep breaths. yn's mouth hangs open, her body freezing up like she had just been transported to the arctic without shelter. she doesn't even want to listen to the other song, in fear it'd make her heart beat faster than this one did. unconciously, a single tear begins to run down her cheek. "i know you said to go away but mom's asking what you want for dinner" the sound of her older brother's voice shakes her out of the daze, her eyes blinking rapidly as her head turned towards the door. "are…are you crying?" jaehyun asks, eyes widening as he began to walk over to where she sat on the bed, taking a seat beside her. "i…" she starts but doesn't continue, not really knowing what she was going to or even wanted to say. "so…you listened to that song, huh?" the boy asked, his features softening at the sight of his tearful sister who looked…well, lost.

she nods slightly, "just…just the first one" she mumbles, gulping all too loudly as her hand moves up to wipe at the tears that stained her blushed cheeks. "so? does he like you, or what?" jaehyun's question comes out a bit rushed, like he was impatient to know. "i…i don't know" and before they knew it, the girl had broken down into tears again. she still didn't know why though, the lyrics of her friend's song was nothing but sweet. however, the truth about the feelings he had, the ones he must've been keeping from her this whole time…it made the myung girl overwhelmed, not really knowing how she had to react. "hey, don't cry" her brother coos, a hand stiffly patting against the small of her back as she sobs into her hands. "yn…i know you hate it when i tease you but, don't you think it's obvious he's always liked you?" she lifts up her head, fully looking at her older sibling with confused eyes. "and don't lie, yn. we all know you're a terrible liar. i can tell by the way you smile when you mention him, i can tell by how annoyed you get over silly things about him that you, whether you like it or not, you're just in love as he is" jaehyun lets out a breath after talking too fast, his lips pursed into a line as he hits his sister with the reality of her feelings, and her best-friend's.

"but…" she starts again, stuttering as the salty taste of her own tears managed to seep into her mouth that started to feel a little dry. "but what if it's all a misunderstanding? i mean, what if i got it all wrong? what if this ruins our relationship forever? i shouldn't have…i shouldn't have listened to this. i-" the rambling girl gets cut off, "yn!" jaehyun's voice is louder by a decibel, his hands pressed firmly against his shaking sister's shoulders. "yn, look. there's only one way to find out. and you and i both know that things will only get weird if you don't talk to him about this, right?" the myung girl sighs, nodding at him, a grateful look on her face for her older brother and his big heart- even if he bullied and teased her half the time. "you're right…" another ping grabs their attention away from each other and over to the phone she had tossed to the other side of the bed. "i think that's him…" jaehyun smiles softly at his love-sick little sister, reaching to pass the phone over to her before patting her back lightly. "talk to him, yn. tell him the truth. what's the worst that could happen, right?" he says, earning a half-assed smile in return from the girl.

"besides, he did write love songs dedicated to you- something tells me you two are going to be just fine"

the boy gets off of the bed, "i'll tell mom you're not hungry yet. let me know if you need anything, okay? and if it is all a misunderstanding, which i doubt it is, i'm only a call away and i'll fight the guy for you!" the last part makes the girl giggle, breaking away from her somber state for a moment, rolling her eyes as the older sibling began showing off his non-existent arm muscles. he shot her a quick good luck before he was out the door again. leaving myung yn alone, alone with the thousands of messages and calls from a panicked han taesan.

emo loser (taesan) yn, whatever you do DO NOT touch my ipod. yn answer my calls!!!! yn please. yn, don't do it. it's too late isn't it? yn… i'm sorry.

the girl can't help but feel sick, the guilt of it all making her stomach turn and her heart to swell in pain. she takes a deep breath, the ticks on the bottom right of his messages turning blue, signifying that she had finally read them.

emo loser (taesan) you listened to them, didn't you?

yn's breathing gets heavy and fast, her fingers trembling as she began to type out a response.

i need to talk to you.

she bites her lip, nervously watching as the three dots appear then disappear on his end of the chatroom, like he had started to type but stopped half way through. yn shuts her eyes, opening them to stare at the ipod nano that had turned itself off at some point before. her gaze is turned back to the phone in her hands when he finally texts her back.

emo loser (taesan) meet me at the playground tomorrow? i have so much to say you'll listen right?

yn smiles softly, a sudden feeling of warmth engulfing her previously frozen body. she nods to herself, fingers hovering over the digital keyboard.

tomorrow at 1?

this time, he texts back almost immediately.

emo loser (taesan) i don't think i can wait that long meet me there at 10 unless you're still sleeping, lazy ass.

the boy's teasing joke, after the whirlwind of emotions she had just gone through, comforts her a little. suddenly, the girl feels confident that her brother was right and that they'd be okay after all.

see you at 10 then, weirdo

the conversation ends there. yn hides under her covers that night, her stomach empty though she didn't feel the need to eat, and her body exhausted though she couldn't seem to sleep. she's still in disbelief. the sound of his voice playing over and over again in her head all night. the lyrics tattooed onto her brain as she finds herself lost.

lost in the love song he wrote for her.

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first of all tysm for 100 followers !!! HEHEHEHE taesan straying away from his usual emo grunge music to write secret love songs for yn 😿 featuring the lyrics that i wrote myself <3 THOUGHTS??? reblogs n feedbacks are highly appreciated!! send me an ask, let's talk abt this 💭 see u guys in the final part!! love, kona.

[multifanhoe99]

Kinktober Day 5- Edging

I have been really excited for this day!

Pairings: Wooyoung x fem!reader

Warnings: This is literally porn (I am not sorry), sub!wooyoung, soft femdom!reader, nicknames (Mommy, pretty boy, baby), handjob, light restraint (reader sits behind Wooyoung and keeps him in place with her legs)

=Let me know if I missed any=

18+ MDNI

PROMP LIST

MASTERLIST

You loved teasing Wooyoung. You loved to hear his soft cries and whines and whimpers. He sounded so pretty when he was begging you to cum and you just couldn't get enough. That is why every now and then you loved to edge him. You would sit behind him your legs around his waist and holding his legs in place. You had perfect access to his pretty cock and were able to kiss along his neck just like he liked it. This is where you found yourself now hand wrapped around his cock. You kissed and nipped at his neck.

"You like that baby," you ask, "You look so pretty for me like this you know?"

"Yes Mommy I like it you make me feel so good," he whines. You keep stroking him slowly loving the way he whimpers and tries to buck his hips into your hand. You start to stroke him faster now. The sounds escaping his mouth are louder and more desperate. When you feel him start to get close you remove your hand and go back to teasing him lightly. He lets out a sob, he was so ready to cum.

"Not yet baby I want to play with you for a little longer. You know how much I love watching you squirm," you say into his ear. He is panting trying to catch his breath while also trying to hold back the frustrated tears that well in his eyes. You start the process over again stroking his pretty cock until he is almost ready to cum and then stopping the only contact being you running your nails gently up and down his chest. He looks so beautiful, so fucked out for you. Tears streamed down his beautiful face and drool fell down his chin. He was perfect.

This same went on for what seemed like hours to Wooyoung. He could barely form real words anymore much less be conscious of time passing. You figured you had played with him enough and he had been so good it was time for his reward. "You have been so good for mommy baby. Letting me play with you like this, I think it's time I finally let you cum hmm," you say. Wooyoung tries to speak but all he can really do at this point is spout jumbled words and nod.

You stroke his cock again at a decently fast pace. It doesn't take much anymore to get him to the edge. Being so close Wooyoung manages to beg, "I am gonna cum Mommy please keep going please please ple-"

You work him through the biggest orgasm you've ever seen him have speaking words of encouragement, "That's it, my pretty boy. Cum for me cum for Mommy just like that." When he was done you continued to sit with him while he came down from the high. You gently played with his hair and hummed sweet songs into his ear. When you were sure he was back to reality you spoke again, "You did so good baby. You wanna bath to get you all cleaned up?"

"Yes please," he responds softly. You give him a smile and carefully help him move so you can go start him a bath. When the bath was ready you helped him get in and you talked through the scene. It was nice to talk things through after you had done them to see what was good and what could be improved if anything at all. It leaves space for any concerns to be brought up too. The consensus at this particular time was that it was great and would definitely be tried again at a later date. After the bath you helped Wooyoung get dried off and into something comfortable to sleep in and you went to bed cuddling and fully satisfied.

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A/N: Ya know for not being a dom at all I think this turned out pretty good and I gotta say I love the idea of sub!Wooyoung! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and please don't forget I am taking other requests besides Kinktober stuff as well so send those in as well!

[aevellewritessometimes]

So I'm insane and also multifixating, so here's my attempt at linking TOUCHSTARVED characters to songs from EPIC.

Note: Since little of everyone's backstories is known as of now, I'm going to throw in a decent amount of theory/speculation. Also, "linking" could mean anything from a whole song to part of a song to just the general vibes of a song.

The Troy Saga (here) | The Cyclops Saga | The Ocean Saga | The Circe Saga | The Underworld Saga | The Thunder Saga | The Wisdom Saga | The Vengeance Saga | The Ithaca Saga

The Horse And The Infant + ???

First song and I have no idea who to put down for it. Off to a great start!

At first I toyed with an idea relating to Ais. I don't remember what it was but I'm pretty sure it had something do with Ocudeus.

Then I tried to do something with Kuras. Like, maybe he was told by a higher being to commit an unforgivable sin, like Zeus commanded Odysseus to do in the song, but the idea didn't really stick with me very much.

Overall I'm just not fully sure of what to do with this one.

Just a Man + All Five

Here I'm thinking of the "when does a man become a monster" verse, for all of them.

For Kuras: "When does the reason become the blame?"

It was said that he came through the Shroud because he loved humanity, right? Well, in that QnA post, @/vermilionsun said he came through the Shroud before the first Fogfall took place. Personally I'm not quite sure where that information came from (Kickstarter?), but I'm going to build off that idea anyway.

What I'm trying to say here is: what if Kuras leaving the Shroud was the reason Fogfall was able to occur? What if his love for humanity is the reason all humans are now doomed, and now he blames himself for it?

When does the reason become the blame?

For Leander: "When does a man become a monster?" and "Forgive me, I'm just a man."

I feel like Leander wanted to play nice in the beginning, when he just started off his work in Lowtown. But eventually, he realized that playing nice wasn't getting him anywhere. So now he has no other choice but to play the game as a monster. But maybe there's a part of himself that's desperately clinging to what's left of his (literal or metaphorical) humanity. A part of him that longs for some form of rest, or maybe even forgiveness...

For Vere: "When does a candle become a blaze?"

Not to point out the obvious, but there is a huge difference between contained fire and uncontained fire.

Contained fire has many uses, such as warmth, food, or light. It's very useful to have around, although getting too close or handling it improperly could lead to serious injuries, or even death.

But an uncontained fire? A danger to anything the happens to be alive in it's vicinity. It's a beast that aims to destroy, kill, and consume anything and everything in its path, no pickiness or discrimination.

Sounds familiar if applied to a person, doesn't it?

(yeah I read the Poppy War trilogy, how could you tell?)

For Ais: "When does a ripple become a tidal wave?"

The Seaspring, fortunately, appears to be stationary. Like it won't overflow and flood the place. But Ais's lore post did make it sound as if this very well could happen.

And while we can see very well how large the Seaspring appears on the surface, who knows how deep it goes.

And Eridia is supposed to be a riverside city or something, isn't it? Who's to say what could happen if, instead of the usual river water, it was flooded by the waters of the Seaspring instead. Maybe it could have some connection to that one background with the red sky?

For Mhin: "When does a man become a monster?"

Mhin's curse already turns them into something monstrous, but does that alone make them a monster?

If yes, then could this be changed with a cure? Or is it already too late?

If no, then what line do they need to avoid crossing?

Is it something they've already crossed, on a night when the curse took too tight a hold?

Would it have even counted as crossing the line if it's something they didn't want and did not willingly act on?

What, exactly, would make them a monster?

Full Speed Ahead + Leander

Using the general vibe of the full song here, but I'm also highlighting the "Then six hundred men can make this whole place burn" line.

Makes me think of Leander planning a dangerous job on his own instead of with any of the hounds, and just telling his gang that if anything happens to him, then there's enough of them to get him out of the mess.

Open Arms + Mhin

Purely vibes and speculation here. I'm associating Mhin with Odysseus, since he (Ody) is very uptight and untrusting during the song.

I'm imagining that there's someone trying to get them to relax. Who is that someone? Likely Leander, given the storyline we have so far. Or maybe Kuras. Perhaps MC? Or maybe it's someone we haven't been able to see just yet. Who knows.

Either way, Mhin is clearly tense, defensive, and possibly even guilty during the gameplay. It's not completely far fetched to say that there's probably someone who either is or will try to get them to loosen up some.

Warrior of the Mind + Ais

Heavily emphasizing on Athena's first few lines from the song. You know, the "Have you forgotten the lessons I taught you?", "Have you forgotten to turn off your heart? This is not you.", "I see you you changing from how I've designed you!", and "Have you forgotten your purpose? Let me remind you."

Makes me think of Ocudeus. Maybe after Ais starts falling in love, Ocudeus starts to reassert his place in the Groupmind's hierarchy; Reminding Ais of what his place is and what he's supposed to be doing.

[shadowqueenjude]

For Day 3 of @gwynweekofficial Priestess

Written for my bestie @positivelyruined :) somewhat a continuation of this short story but it takes place centuries later (you don’t have to read both)

Warnings: this will be from Tamlin’s POV so he will harbor some bitter feelings for the Inner Circle; also there will be some discussion about rape. Otherwise enjoy!

Princes High Lords can play music too!

Tamlin stared glumly at his ruined manor for the one hundred millionth time. He was completely alone in this world. It was partially his own fault, no doubt. He had done wrong by Feyre, but…he hadn’t expected the well of her anger to go so deep. In fact, he strongly suspected it didn’t. Feyre must have been drawing from Rhysand’s well of anger, which when it came to Tamlin, must run deep. They had ancient history, history nearly 20 times Feyre’s age. Rhysand had warned him that he could keep a grudge unto death, but Tamlin didn’t realize that was quite so…literal.

As for Lucien, he had no one to blame but himself. He had pushed him away himself for fear that Lucien would choose to abandon him. It would hurt more if he left of his own volition. It was stupid, but this way at least Tamlin knew Lucien had still cared. Even if Lucien hadn’t come back in some time.

Self-pity did him no good, but it was difficult not to wallow in it. Tamlin stood up and walked out of the house. Some fresh air and sunshine would do him some good.

He was just about to shapeshift into his beast form when he heard heavenly voices. There was only one chorus that could make such a sound: the priestesses of Prythian.

They had returned to Spring.

Typically, the priestesses lived in Sangravah, but a certain number of priestesses were assigned to each of the courts. Tamlin hadn’t seen the priestesses here in ages. Oh how he longed to get closer…

He used to sneak up on the priestesses in cat form to listen to them sing. He had only ever been caught once, on one of the best and worst days of his life.

Well, he didn’t suppose the priestesses would wish to see him in his High Fae form, given the reputation the cursebreaker had worked to establish to his detriment. So, he shapeshifted into a cat, moving to sit in the trees nearby the priestesses singing.

“You see that?” A dusky priestess, who seemed to be the leader, said. “See how the land responds to our song? Your voices are magic, ladies. Come, let us sing again.”

Tamlin stretched out his little legs as he relaxed his body to listen to the songs. Ahhhh, so melodic. He ought to pull out his fiddle, speaking of. He hadn’t played in so long…

A stunning priestess with long red waves cascading down her back and eyes the color of the sea spotted him. Her expression turned shrewd as she whispered something to the other priestesses before breaking formation. Uh oh. Tamlin tried to run away, but the priestess grabbed him by the scruff of his neck so that he could not. This position was rather familiar. The female smiled at him before she whispered to him, “You make an adorable kitty, High Lord.”

Tamlin sheepishly shapeshifted back into his faerie body, fully aware that his cheeks were red as tomatoes. “I know you probably think I’m peeping at the ladies or something,” Tamlin mumbled, “but I just really love priestess music, I’ve been sneaking into their performances practically since I was born since I was rarely allowed to practice my music as a prince it was nice for me to see others living out their dreams, I swear-“

Then to his utter shock, the priestess burst out laughing. “You, a High Lord, are trying to explain yourself to me, a mere priestess, after I grabbed you by your neck.”

Tamlin shook his head in earnest. “I have utmost respect for all priestesses. The High Priestess Ianthe was once a close friend of mine, before…” he trailed off, because trusting Ianthe had been one of the biggest mistakes of his life.

The priestess studied him carefully from head to toe. After examining him, she shrugged. “You do not seem anything like I thought you would be.”

Tamlin raised a brow. “How did you think I would be?” The priestess shrugged, an impish grin spreading over her face. “More grumpy.”

The response was so blunt that Tamlin could not help it. He burst out laughing, bending over his knees as his stomach began to hurt and he began to wheeze. “I am afraid you know people who dislike me greatly. I cannot help their opinion of me. But I hope you will endeavor to form your opinion based on what you know, not what they tell you.”

The priestess smiled winningly at him, offering a hand. “My name is Gwyneth, by the way. It is a pleasure.” Tamlin stared at her hand blankly before Gwyneth sighed, slapping her hand against his and gripping his fingers, moving their hands up and down.

“That, my friend, is called a handshake,” Gwyneth tittered, pulling her hand away to begin braiding her hair back. What a horrifying thing a handshake was, Tamlin thought. “And my dear friend, who I shall not name, also told me that she would not be a very easy person to like when we first met. So I offer you the same thing I offered her: I do not need to be coddled. Only spoken to like a person.” Gwyneth’s grin was so infectious that Tamlin could not help but smile back.

“I am Tamlin, High Lord of Spring. Not long ago, I was the last High Lord standing strong against Amarantha. She demanded I submit to her, and when I refused, I was tasked with getting a human to fall in love with me before fifty years ended, after which I was to go to her under the mountain. After Rhysand spotted my human, the last hope of Prythian, Feyre in Spring, I feared for her life and sent her home. Meanwhile, I went under the mountain to face Amarantha, who desired me with her whole wicked heart. And take me she did, over and over, against my will. All because I refused to submit to her. And well, maybe I made mistakes after all of that. But nobody even gave me the chance to rectify them. No, the second I slipped a little bit, they shoved me off the side of the cliff.”

Gwyneth was staring at Tamlin like she understood everything he was talking about. She responded, “I am Gwyneth Berdara, a priestess of Prythian. I grew up in Sangravah and lived there until a couple of years ago when Hybern invaded my home. I helped smuggle the children out through a catacomb, but I was unable to escape for I was hiding the secret passageway when their soldiers came. They demanded I tell them where the children are, and when I refused, they killed my twin sister. Those soldiers plundered our homes, raped the ladies, including myself, combined with torture for days. After I was rescued and brought to Night, I spent a long time hiding in an underground library before my friends brought me into the light.”

Wow. They were so similar in so many ways…

Gwyneth reached her hand out again, grasping Tamlin’s in reassurance. “I do not think you are an irredeemable monster. I just think you need a friend.”

Tears began to flow into Tamlin’s eyes. He didn’t realize how much he needed to hear those words until Gwyneth spoke them to him. “Can I hug you?” Tamlin choked. In response, Gwyneth wrapped her arms around his neck, squeezing tightly.

“After your rehearsal,”. Tamlin murmured, “I could…show you my library. Also maybe play some fiddle for you, if you’d like.” Was that too forward? He was so far out of practice when it came to making friends. He hadn’t felt the need since Lucien…

Gwyneth, to his relief, laughed with glee. “That would be a delight, Tamlin.”

[pliablehead]

i'm porting this over from ATB on facebook from february of 2019 -- a totally fake mock-up I did of a totally fanfictional/hypothetical/Founded In Nothing idea for EE album 5. There were I think barely even whisperings of what would be re-animator at this point. i remember what I really wanted for this cover art was like a skeleton/skull in a respirator mask, but i didn't have the photoshop skills/patience to put that together so I went with this instead. it is insane that I was like "let me put a breathing mask on the cover of this fake album" and then by the time the real fifth album came out we were experiencing a global airborne-disease pandemic. i.

additionally i mocked up conceits/vibes for the full fake track listing, several of which were also weirdly prescient:

this is directly copy-pasted from what I wrote on FB at the time:

I fully did think out every fake song like, conceptually as well, it's my E E fanfiction that I tried to base on the vague utterings they've already sort of given us:

- Triage (Intro) is an instrumental track, low energy but anxious - Call a Doctor is the next logical successor to TTB and NOTLK, a hard banger opener to defibrillate a flatlining society - Excuses is the first single and is a total Brexity bop - Sayonara is the second single and is a little deeper, very much a "gotta get out of here" draw to leave civilization and return to one's roots - Full Up is a bitter condemnation of consumerism, i.e. being full up but still continuing to eat anyway, lots of animal metaphors - For Prophet is this album's Final Form or Zero Pharaoh, a softer and eerier energy, deep forest imagery - Bird Bones should've been a single but wasn't and everyone's pissed about it because it's incredible and Jeremy really knocks it out of the park - Tall Fences, aka Is Trump Seriously Trying It With This Wall Thing - Should is the _Arc_ or New Deep short, simple, haunting little interlude - Faster and Faster goes even further down the Breadwinner rabbit hole of self-awareness and almost self-parody, it's a Blast Doors or a Hapsburg and you WILL play it too loud in your car - Pin That is the third single, a solid and substantial closer, Weights-esque - Codetta is mostly instrumental/doesn't have any lyrics, just Jon wordlessly vocalizing, and sort of feels like a cliffhanger ending to the album, it never resolves and leaves you very tense

There's also a secret bonus track which is an extended version of Triage with more substance and actual lyrics a la Awe/Arc - listen closely and it incorporates in musical elements of Codetta as well, full circle baybeee

mmmm anyway bye lmao

album 5 didn't sound like this at all, and I'm glad-- so much of this is just More Of Same-ism from GTH and AFD-- but it actually makes me feel so insane at how "Full Up" is fully just Pizza Boy (only the metaphor is digital instead of animal; but like, it's track 4 and everything), "Faster and Faster" is lowkey Dagger's Edge and/or Supernormal, and "Bird Bones" is LITERALLY Canary. like why was I cooking

anyway a) while "veterinary" is nothing, i still think nearly all of these are extremely viable EE song titles or lyric-phrases, especially 'triage,' 'sayonara' and 'should'; b) i'm actually so seriously Team For Prophet 2025

[beelsbignaturals]

🦂DEMON FORMS: ASMODEUS 💄

AN: Unfortunately, the concept of hypnosis is a major theme for my OCD so I can't really write him as creepy as I want to. Alas, I tried. Fucked up Asmo supremacy. also I was tryna keep this sfw in terms of *spicy* content bc thats for a different post hehehe. As always, feel free to check out my obey me world building tag for more demon headcanons and since con is over I can work on requests!

Inspiration for this part: literally everyone who has ever drawn Asmo with a scorpion tail like he DESERVES also @noecoded bc they have the BEST Asmo art ever. Also @princessasmosprincess has been such a major help in writing this! ily Michi 😘 thank u for letting me pick ur brain bby

TWs: Bugs (scorpions), mind manipulation, alcohol (part 4), vauge reference to nsfw stuff (part 3), demons being demons, body horror? Maybe?

● Level 1.5. you know, in the Percy Jackson books, how Aphrodite appears as whatever you think is most beautiful? Asmo is kinda like that. Not fully, but if you are more attracted to say, dark hair, he will have darker hair. (Cute note: if you fall in love with him for realsies, this stops happening, and you just see. Him.) Like Belphie, he is alot more… mental with how he freaks people out. Even without hypnotism, if he asks you to do something, you feel like you want to agree. Only Asmo can make you think taking out the garbage when it's his turn is YOUR idea. He glows under blacklights because… scorpion. His teeth look normal from a distance, but up close, you can see how sharp they are. His eyes shift through every possible color, changing each time he blinks. His pupils are heart shaped. He gets cold really easily and will make it everyone's problem.

"MC! I'm going to freeze to death, please, save me!" The overly dramatic Avatar of Lust drapes himself across your lap, intent of using you as a personal space heater. Nights in the Devildom just get so cold! His poor, beautiful heart can't handle the subzero temperatures! And of course the last argument between Levi and Mammon managed to complete destroy the heating system. So it's your solemn duty as Asmo's favorite human (don't tell Solomon) to keep him warm!

● Level 2. His nails get longer and sharper, and even when talking, it sounds like he's singing. If he actually starts singing, you will find yourself dancing or lulled into a false sense of security depending on the song. He actually caused the dancing plague this way! He is capable of using his carapace as a sort of natural corset, controlling each segment to give himself the desired silhouette. Somehow, Asmo is wonderful at knowing exactly what you desire. Not just in a sexual way, he can figure out your ambitions after one conversation. If he decides to talk to you, everything else will kind of...fade away. How can you focus on anything when his eyes fade from pink to purple to blue... What were you talking about again?

Asmo thought the house was empty, that it was safe for him to sing without consequence. Unfortunately, you came home early, which led to the awkward incident where you began dancing the moment you walked inside. At first, you thought you were hit by some curse, screaming in surprise as your body moves on its own. Hearing your shrieks, Asmo rushes downstairs, fussing over you. Luckily, you weren't under his spell long, so when he stopped singing, you stopped dancing. He was very apologetic after that.

● Level 3. He grows several extra limbs on his sides. They are small little insect legs that are basically useless. He likes to annoy his brothers by tickling them with his weird lil bug arms. But otherwise, Asmo is EXTREMELY self conscious about them because bugs aren't stereotypically cute. He can keep his wings bc they are cute. BUT HE ALSO HAS A SCORPION TAIL. The stinger is heart-shaped. It's adorable. It also has venom capable of making you so horny you die! Which is... slightly less adorable.

It was quite the sight, seeing Asmo, shirtless with several small arachnid limbs, covered in a hard exoskeleton as he chases Satan around the house, claiming he needs to be less grumpy. Satan threw a pillow at his brother, causing you to laugh. Bad move. Now Asmo has locked his eyes on his next target. You.

● Level 4. You know how so many Greek monsters are giant creatures with the face of a beautiful woman? That's Asmo. He has the body of a scorpion-if a scorpion was the size of a horse - and face so gorgeous, you might cry or go blind. He sings so sweetly to lure in prey. Basically, he's a siren-scorpion monster from hell! He usually won't take this form because, honestly, he thinks it's ugly. So for the most part you are only going to see a scorpion with Asmo's face scuttling around if he is feeling particularly emotional. Like when he gets a little bit too tipsy and his insecurities plague his mind.

It was rare Asmo would get properly drunk. At least the type of drunk where he is miserable. Usually it's a very... drunk girl in the club bathroom who just LOOOVES your shoes and wants to know who did your eyelash extensions 🥺 sort of energy. So hearing straight up wailing from his room after a long night at the Fall was...unexpected. What was even more surprising, was what you found when you opened his door to try and comfort the demon. A large scorpion with the head of the Avatar of Lust, standing in front of a broken mirror with mascara streaming down his face. You only hesitate a moment before making your presence known. Asmo starts to cry more, sobbing about how terrible he feels having you see him like this. In the form that he considers the definition of ugly. You are quick to reassure him, naming each thing you find beautiful about his more demonic looking self. Like the way his armored body catches the light, reflecting rainbows across each segment. Or how his stinger is heart shaped. Or the fact that even without proper hands, his hair and makeup is still flawless. Aside from minor damage due to his tears. Soon enough, you have a giant scorpion sleeping on your lap like an overgrown cat. You decide not to mention it in the morning.

[rockingrobin69]

I would love a trick. Thank you so much absolute fab of your writing 🫀🔥✨

Ho ho... hoe? no. Here's your trick dear!

Unnaturally Flaming

The Man Harry Didn’t Know was sitting on an armchair, one leg over the other, and had everyone’s eyes glued to his every last movement like some grotesque sort of tennis game, where the player was so hot the ball itself melted. He was wearing something incredibly short that looked like nothing in particular, a hint of a skirt and the loosest top, providing a generous view of his unbelievably long legs and his impossibly fit torso. He had a thin, black, expensive-looking tail and two elegant horns curving out of his long hair. What was worse, he was looking at him. Summoning with one long, delicate finger curling: Harry went without fully thinking it through, and stood there gaping like a fish. He forgot how to speak for five whole minutes.

The—revelation—laughed. “What’s your name, angel?”

“I’m Harry,” in a tiny voice he didn’t even recognise. Miles of ivory skin glimmered in a way that was actually, literally smoking, tiny little tendrils rising constantly as if it was on fire. The curve of his perfectly-sculptured shin was mesmerising. “Who—”

“Call me Draco,” said Draco. The way he moved made every muscle in Harry’s body tense. His long hair fanned over his shoulder, liquid almost and impossibly bright in the dim room. Worse were his eyes, molten silver, worse was his smile, sharp canines, sharpening.  

“Draco,” Harry murmured, just to say it out loud.

“It sounds heavenly coming out of your mouth,” Draco smirked, then offered his hand. “Well? Are you going to give me a tour of the place?”

Harry’s palm was sweaty and his fingers practically twitching. He took the hand, of course, what else, frantically fixing the plastic halo sticking at an odd angle on his head, helplessly drawing closer. “This is the living room,” with a grand gesture at the people, dancing or shouting the lyrics to Luna’s songs or drinking or whatever-ing, all so pale and lifeless in comparison to the man walking besides him. “Kitchen, Ron’s room over there, drinks, bathroom, foosball, and this,” throwing the door closed and then himself at it, already breathless, “is my room.”

“Lovely,” Draco grinned. “I like your bed. It seems sturdy.”

“Who are you?” Harry asked, belly so tight with desire he didn’t even recognise. “What would someone like—like you be—”

“I happen to love Halloween parties,” Draco sighed, rolling a lock of his hair on a finger. Harry’s blood burned, heart exploding in his chest with every beat: have to have him, have to—“Oh, my,” Draco said in a faux-concerned tone, giving Harry a look from under his impossibly-long eyelashes. “Are you all right, Harry? Your breathing’s gone so hard all of a sudden.”

Hard, he was, everything was so incredibly, maddeningly hard. Like thinking of, words, like forming a sente—lost it again when Draco came closer. Crowding Harry at the door, and he smelled like, like cinnamon, like sage and like fire. Harry gave out a whimper, so out of control he nearly burst: the touch of Draco’s hand on his skin was ice-cold, was pure bliss.

“Little darling,” Draco cooed, sprinkling tiny, teasing kisses on the bridge of his nose, the shell of his ear, the crook of his neck. “Do you want me to help?”

“H-help?”

Draco’s hand on his straining cock under the flimsy white toga made him actually squeal.

“Oh, baby. May I?”

Breathing was—Harry—kicked his head so hard on the door he was tearing up. “What are you,” he whispered, helpless hands wrapping around Draco’s waist, the tight black fabric of his skirt rich and slippery under his fingers. Crushing their bodies closer: “Are you real?”

Draco chuckled, a soft sound. “Have you dreamed of me before, Harry?”

“Not—not you. Nothing was ever like you.”

“Oh?” leaning closer with an almost-curious look. “What did you dream of, then, angel? Tell me. I can be anything you’d like. I can make all your—”

“What?” laughing, feeling a bit hysterical, “are you serious? You’re the most—Draco, if you don’t touch me right now I think I’ll go crazy.”

Draco hummed appreciatively. “Crazy,” he whispered. “And where would you like me to touch you? here?” hand running down his chest till it found a hardened nipple. “Or maybe—” breathing in Harry’s face, “Here?”

He was tickling him. This absolutely insane, gorgeous creature was tickling him, and Harry had no air and no thoughts and nothing at all but a sizzle of something raw and sweet, something destructive. Frantically he squirmed, then, with a sudden flash of all his long-melted strength, grabbed Draco by the hips and hoisted him up, laughing and shrieking in the air.

Deliriously, Harry threw them both on the bed (Draco wasn’t light at all and the best thing he’s ever had in his arms). For a moment he just crouched above him, enamoured and trying to commit this to memory, flushed cheeks and silky hair, sharp jaw and sharper nose. Grey eyes, molten silver, and a worse smile, roasting hot.

“What are you doing?” Draco asked in a sultry, impossible to bear voice. Harry was grinning too much for proper kisses, but he smacked his lips to Draco’s palm, hysterical and determined.

“What,” laughing now, “in mighty hell are you doing, angel?”

Harry shrugged, drunk on his Irn-Bru and Draco’s spicy cologne. “Is this okay?”

“I thought you had an urgent situation to attend to.”

Yeah, he was harder than he’d ever been in his life. Running his hand delicately down Draco’s collarbone: “Can I do this first?”

Draco sighed, made a show out of leaning back, with his hair now all over the pillow and his smile that gleamed even in the dark. “All yours,” he said, and Harry died a little. It was all—everything was so—ensnared and delirious with it Harry leaned forward and kissed him. Draco tasted of smoke, of metal, of cinnamon, and Harry pledged in his heart: his.

[shuniverse]

day three ;; christopher chan bang

the month had come - the month you got to celebrate who you were, and are.

but, it was also yours and chris’ first pride month together. and, while you knew chris was a super supportive guy, one of the best allies you knew, you still were nervous to finally tell him.

and so, using his favorite form of expression - music - you put together a little number that you worked on for about a little over a week, and you were ever so nervous to show him.

so, you were practically a puddle of sweat when he unlocked your apartment door, letting himself in after what you assumed was another long day at work.

he smiled, though, seeing you on the couch with your laptop on the coffee table. but it faded to a look of confusion and concern when he noticed how nervous you looked.

“baby? what’s the matter?”

only after hearing his voice, soothing in all its chris ways, did you look up.

“oh, hey channie! uh, I.. have something I’ve been working on, wanna hear it?”

he cocked his head, still confused as ever, but nodded and smiled nonetheless. “sure, baby.”

he walked over and plopped down next to you, kissing your bare shoulder before resting his head on it.

you took a deep breath, and handed him the headphones.

he looked surprised, seeing as what you were about to have him listen to was a song, his usual area of expertise. “wait, you made a song?”

you nodded. “yeah, I.. hope it isn’t too horrible.”

he let out a breathy laugh, sitting up and placing the headphones on his head. “I’m sure it’s great baby- now, let’s have a listen, yeah?”

you nodded, and pressed play.

the first 50 seconds were full of different guitars and drums, as well as lyrics alluding to your message.

til, of course, it finally came out fully.

literally, it seems.

his eyes widened, before he paused it, removed the headphones and placed them down before turning to you and holding your hands close to his chest, and you could see little tears prick his eyes.

“baby, are you.. coming out to me?”

you nodded shyly, keeping your gaze away from him, but he held your face and when you looked back up you could see a pretty smile on his face.

“oh, honey, I love you so much.” he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “baby, I actually consider myself lucky.”

you raised an eyebrow in confusion. “why, channie?”

“because out of all the people you could be with, you picked me and I’m so so grateful for that. ooh hey want me to make a song about you?”

you laughed and pressed a kiss to his nose. “anything you want, channie.”

;;-;;

hope you enjoyed day three!

I love channie with my soul and I just know for a fact he’d be the most supportive guy out there if someone came out to him

I love him so much 😔

anyways as always, stay safe and I hope u enjoyed !

- alice <3

[leofrith]

black sails anne bonny for the niche asks!

OH HELL YEAAAAAAAAAH!!!! she's so cool fucked up and interesting. i'm not sure i have a fully formed opinion of her yet but i'll do my very best 😇

a song that reminds me of them: i haven't been into black sails for long enough to reach my making character playlists stage of brain rot but after a very brief search i think post traumatic love by actors could be about her if i do enough mental gymnastics about it.

what they smell like: copper and sea water

an otp: max and jack. together or separate doesn't matter. ot3 of all time.

a notp: her and whoever the fuck her husband was. good riddance bitch!!!!

favorite platonic/familial relationships: charles i guess?? also her brief little frenemy team up with eleanor was extremely funny agdfhasf

a headcanon that is popular in the fandom but that i disagree with: i haven't been around long enough to see any headcanons really, least of all for anne, so any answer i come up with for this is going to be me literally inventing a guy to get mad at. which is exactly what i'm gonna do now 🤪 but based on when this show first came out and what i know of fandom spaces at the time, i'm going to guess that a lot of people on this here hellsite would have pointed at early s1 anne and said she is a prime example of "woman character written by a man" syndrome and that she's suffering from a serious case of internalized misogyny/homophobia. which i really don't think is the case at all and i think her initial, loud contempt for max is way more rooted in her being forced to consider her own individual identity separate from her relation to jack, perhaps for the very first time since she met him. and i think that when i first tried to watch this at the tail end of high school, i was a bit put off by anne's character because i fell into the former category. but i'm quite a bit more media literate now than i was back then. so yeah!!

the position they sleep in: alone? on her side with a hand on the knife under her pillow. with a very trusted partner? she's the little spoon. that scene when she's fast asleep between jack and max i'm telling youuuu.

a crossover au i’d love to see them in: i feel like black sails isn't something i would be super interested in crossing with another piece of media to be honest? but this cast as space pirates in star wars could be fun i guess! but also anne and jack as jaeger pilots. hello.

my favorite outfit they’ve ever worn: i do love her look in the s3 finale when they're sneaking aboard that english ship, especially because we so rarely see her without some sort of headgear. also her head scarf road bandit look when they're breaking jack out of the caravan. muah. anne i am free on thursday hiiiiiiii

send me a character and i will answer these questions!

[joshuadiazzz]

'figuring it out' thank you's

First and foremost, I want to say that I am extremely excited to get to write these “thank you’s” down. I remember as a kid, looking through the CD booklets of my favorite albums and being fascinated by all the people that contributed to the record or just helping the artist along the way. So let’s get these credits going.

Special thanks to

Gerald Bailey, Max Davis, Martina Cohran, Rosy Aguilar, Amy (The Social Worker at the Lutz Building), Ms. Coller (for being one of the most encouraging vocal teacher ever), Ms. Lattimore, Paige Kizer, Megan Esther (Paige and Megan being the two best music tutors that genuinely helped me and were rooting for me during every tutoring session), Mr. David Grant, Mr. Harvey, Mr. Crawford.

To the people who helped me bring this little EP to life and have put in their “granito de arena”:

Nikki Pacheco, thank you so much for being the best manager I could ever ask for. I absolutely appreciate every single thing you have done to help me over the past couple of months. I have never worked with a manager before so for you to be the first, I was absolutely ecstatic!!! Thank you for believing in me. Here’s to our future growth and achievements!!!

Edson Marca, for literally opening your doors to your house the entire month of July 2022 and giving me a space to just create.

Jordan Siwek, for the lovely chord progression I stumbled upon in the fall of 2021 that later contributed to the base for “a love that never was”. 

Val Morales, for being the best human and person who accompanied me during the first two (very formative) years of college. Your friendship and your wisdom is something I continue to carry with me to this day. Thank you!

Khalif, for stepping inside that one studio session I had with Val for “good enough for u” during its early stages of conception. Despite not having met you prior to that encounter, I was extremely fascinated by your ear when it came to harmonies, and for you have added some “ooh’s’  (alongside Val) underneath my song’s chorus?!? mind-blowing in the best way possible. 

Ivy-Jolie Camacho, IVY!!!! Prior to “outta the blue”, the number of times we would talk about songwriting together was insane. I’m so glad that we got to create something that one very special Friday and how working with you, took me out of my comfort zone as a songwriter (in the best way possible). 

Abdiel Diaz, for being the missing puzzle piece to “good enough for u”. Having the song fully written and produced back in the winter of 2022, I was in search of a guitarist for the LONGEST TIME but was too afraid to ask anyone since they were all busy or unavailable. So for you to add your guitar-playing skills and add that missing element (because I do in fact sing, “How do you manage to strum each string on my heart, like when you play your guitar”), made it feel complete. So thank you.  

Ambercita, for shooting the amazing cover art and the headshots that form what is the “figuring it out” aesthetic. Being able to work with a photographer for the first time was such a great experience but also being able to step into your world and see the behind-the-scenes process and see you in your element, is truly inspiring. 

Additionally…

To my band, Sumar Suliman, Daniel Rovinsky, Nate Freedman & Stephen Ryan. Thank you for bringing my songs to life on stage, especially ‘good enough for u’. I sound like a broken record whenever I say this but I am truly grateful for each and every one of you that was willing to help me, rehearse with me, and as I said previously, bring my songs to life. You truly don’t understand how meaningful it is for you guys to be the first instrumentalists I got to form a band with. 

To Nicole Nicolalde, for showing me what a true performer looks like on stage. I knew I had it in me but seeing you perform gave me reassurance that I too can display my performer self on stage (no longer a bedroom-my-hairbrush-as-a-mic performer). Also for sharing so much wisdom with me about what it takes to do so. Te quiero. 

To both Kacie and Maggie for giving me so much advice regarding forming my own band. It was something that I wanted for a really long time and wanted to be a part of one so so badly. But receiving so much insight from you both absolutely helped me when the day came that I had my people, my band, with me. 

and to Avi Nathan, for performing with Abdiel and me at the open mic back in February on such short notice. The way I gave you the rhythm chart just HOURS before the open mic happened… insanity. Thank you for helping me out and taking the time to do that with me.

To you, the listener. Thank you for giving my music a chance to be heard by you. I hope that you continue to follow me along on this journey of mine and get to witness my continuous growth. I promise it’ll be worth it.

and to Britney Spears, Ariana Grande, Mariah Carey, Beyoncé, Brandy, Whitney Houston, Kehlani, Selena Quintanilla-Pérez, Lady Gaga, Janet Jackson, and Omar Apollo for all inspiring me as a songwriting, vocalist, producer, and performer <3 (because why not)

and to all my friends that I’ve made along the way and have supported and believed in me. To all the friends that were willing to collaborate on songs with me and step into each other's worlds, I value you and I am grateful for you.

[eightypercentjack-blog]

I really love this post because for whatever reason Frenchie as a character overall, and Kimchie as such an interesting and adorable pairing, have been a gigantic comfort to me during recent bleak times. I also love to overthink, overanalyse and daydream about things so when you invited comments and I saw this opportunity for those things to combine I completely ran with it! They, both individually and together, have become some of my favourite characters of all time from anything. So, between that fact and an entire night of insomnia......!

What would have happened if Little Nina hadn’t kidnapped Frenchie? We saw those secret smiles on Kimiko and Frenchie’s faces. I want to see the conversation that happened when he came back from his quiet freak out at the coffee machine.

Me too! Although the moment they finally kiss properly at the end of S4 is so gorgeous I’m ultimately glad we had to wait. The scene after he’s kidnapped and Kimiko starts to fear she’s somehow upset him by kissing him and that he isn’t coming back makes me so sad, she looks so lost and concerned and of course we know he would never have been mad at her, would certainly never have left her and I’m always relieved when she gets grabbed too because I can’t wait for her to know that he didn’t abandon her. I think if he’d had the chance to go back he would have let that little smile that was starting to show fully form and he’d have gone back to her looking happy. Things would have been awkward initially for sure but I think he would have reassured her it was unexpected but fine and they would have talked about what they mean to each other and maybe they would have still been scared at that point to risk changing what they had by going down that path but I think it would have been a really sweet start of them realising they could be more and taking it very slowly but steadily from that point on.

Why did Frenchie leave after Kimiko kissed him? Was he overwhelmed? Scared? Did he not feel that way at the time?

I think he was just shocked, I think it’s easy for the audience to forget that we see the song and dance routine, we get to see and hear how she really feels about him but none of that happens for Frenchie. He is literally just sat there listening to music with her and worrying about Nina and then boom, she suddenly kisses him completely out of nowhere. The last time he tried to get closer to her that way it was awful timing and she violently rejected him, he’s worked on building this beautiful bond of trust and care between them ever since but we have to assume he didn’t expect anything else to happen and was never going to make a first move again regardless. So I think he’s just totally taken aback and needs to leave to process what just happened. I think maybe he is a little scared at that moment too, he nearly lost her, he’s being threatened, he’s never had a connection so pure before and it’s so sacred to him….so I think the poor guy just needed a moment to process.

How the hell did they get back to the office after escaping Nina? Frenchie was butt naked and in rough shape. Kimiko was in a hospital gown, covered in blood. Cherie was not much better. That must have been an interesting Uber ride.

I wonder about this all the time and can’t deny I very much wish there was fanfic of it! That moment where she unlocks him and he’s still naked and she’s still drenched in blood must have been very strange and intense. And it would have taken time as well, she didn’t have her powers back so breaking the bike lock would have required much more thought and effort. I always imagine it would have been a traumatically tender moment and they must have sought out whatever they could cover themselves with initially.

What is Frenchie’s famous cassoulet recipe?

This I can’t help with since unlike Frenchie I absolutely suck at cooking :D

In season 1, they are running for their lives, hiding from Vought in this safe house. At what point was Frenchie like, “Ah yes, this is the perfect time to bake madeleines with this feral girl. Add eggs, flour, and butter to the supplies list.”?

I love this!! I guess while they’re lying low and wondering where Hughie was they had some time to kill and Frenchie opted for the comfort tactic he describes in S2. The ‘port in the storm’. I think it’s just one of his natural instincts (and one of his less controversial ones!) and something he thinks will bring some peace and order in the middle of chaos. I think as well it’s a way of opening up communication since he can teach her and she can learn from him and she can realise that he’s a safe space for her.

In a bonus scene is Season 2, Frenchie tells Cherie that he would never sleep with Kimiko. Was he lying to her? Or lying to himself?

Firstly, I’m extremely glad they deleted that scene. Everything about it is kind of awkward and would have had an impact on everything after – they could have explained it but it would have just made things more complicated. But to answer, I think that he’s lying to himself but he doesn’t even know he’s lying to himself at that point if that makes sense. I think initially he really believes that this is something so magical and special that behaving how he has with so many others would somehow ruin that indefinable chemistry between them so he’s committed to not even exploring it. But I absolutely don’t think that’s the same as him not having feelings for her from the start. I think he’s declaring to himself/Cherie that he ‘wouldn’t sleep with her’ because he’s very much already thought about it.

When exactly did Kimiko figure out what “mon coeur” means?

It dawned on me the other day that he is so wonderfully fluent in KSL by S4 that they must spend HOURS together with her teaching him. It’s not like a spoken language he can go away and learn in his own time, or an established language he can learn from other people. He can literally only learn it directly from close physical proximity with Kimiko. So much of their bonding and joy and shared experience must come from that and I wish we saw a lot more of it. I think we can assume that she learns the meaning towards the end of S2 or during S3, if I was her it would be the first thing I’d ask him. But does he downplay the significance of it? Does he have some explanation for why he felt compelled to call her his heart a day after meeting her? I guess we’ll never know but that moment where she tells him she sees the same in him when we know she must understand the meaning at that point is so beautiful. And I think he’s so oblivious to what she’s really saying there because she’s saying she sees the good in him because of how he treats her but she’s also basically saying he is her heart in return. So cute.

He still looks totally cute but I would like to understand the reasoning behind Frenchie’s very elaborate, kitten whisker-y facial hair in Season 4. Choices were made!

I call his look in S4 ‘stubble slices’ and I absolutely love them! I think they look so good, especially in that final episode. I think the reasoning really was probably just that they looked cool af.

Speaking of, he spent a not insignificant amount of time in prison. Why does he look so hot and perfectly groomed? When Butcher sprang him from prison, did he let Frenchie stop by his apartment to do a line up before his reunion with Kimiko?

Very good question but I think it’s just impossible for him to not look hot. This man looks cute as hell with a skunk cut, zebra pants and a weird mustard gilet thing in S3. He’s just that ridiculously beautiful.

Are Frenchie and Kimiko roommates? If they are roommates I want a whole season of domestic scenes with these two.

No, I think we see that they aren’t but I too would love domestic scenes of them, would honestly happily watch a show just about them.

Do they share clothes?

In the first episodes she’s in she’s wearing what we can assume are his clothes till she starts wearing her own stuff after they go to the motel. And in S4 after he chops off her leg she’s sat with his jacket around her (adorable) so I think they probably still do/still would.

Does Cherie come over to hang out? I’ve always been curious about how Kimiko feels about her.

I don’t know how often they saw her but I guess we can assume Kimiko has some kind of positive perception of Cherie because she trusts her to give her the hit jobs in S2 and to not tell Frenchie about it. I think she’s probably glad he has this constant in his life, someone he can always turn to besides her. I also really love that despite how deeply he feels about Kimiko, when they’re all kidnapped by Little Nina, he refuses to choose between the two women and absolutely wants to protect them both. I think from that Kimiko can see how genuinely loyal he is and how much he cares about people in his life.

When they came to M.M.’s apartment after escaping Nina, did they stop by Costco to pick up a bottle of Kirkland Signature whiskey or did they already own it?

Based on my experiences working the alcohol and cigarette kiosk in a shop for 8 years when I was younger, I think they stopped by Costco and rocked up to the counter in a total state and the cashier just rolled with it.

When exactly did they fall for each other? And when did they each come to the realization that they were in love with the other? I feel like we were a tiny bit cheated out of some scenes of unrequited sexual tension because Eric Kripke dragged his feet about these two getting together for too long. (And my theory is up until the beginning of this season, he only caved because the chemistry was undeniable and the fans wanted it.)

Had to complete the rest and come back to this one last! This point corresponds to some of my absolute favourite aspects of Frenchie and Kimiko. One of these is that Tomer and Karen have such absolutely stratospheric natural chemistry that it defied whatever the writers wrote down, or whatever they intended. I think the crew even talk about it, even Kripke talked about it as well I think, that they realised they’d managed to cast two people who physically cannot seem like they don’t absolutely adore each other whether they’re supposed to be indicating that or not. I’ve never seen a human look at another human with more love than whenever he looks at her and they’re only playing characters on a show. Another of my absolute favourite Kimchie aspects is that, while Kripke was there trying to insist they were ‘just friends’, whoever runs the Amazon Prime youtube account was unashamedly shipping Kimchie to their heart’s content and doing stuff like calling them ‘couple goals’ and producing videos on their tips for a great relationship three seasons before they were ever officially together. I salute you Amazon Prime for being the biggest Kimchie stans of all of us! Similarly, Karen especially was just so blatantly Team Kimchie and it was adorable.

But…I don’t know that at least some of the writing team didn’t *always* envision them together. When Frenchie very first sees Kimiko, it’s moments after they have him mock M.M. for being a devoted one-woman man. The next thing we know he’s distancing himself from Cherie, not really showing interest in anyone else, risking his life for her and going on a mission to learn an unofficial sign language from scratch. They have Kimiko put her tongue in his mouth the minute she thinks she’s cured from the V and could have a ‘normal’ relationship. In that much-misinterpreted ‘we’re family’ scene, they slow dance to a love song while she rubs his arm muscles. Cause I came to the show so late I have never been so confused as when I became aware of there being a scene that people thought ruined their hopes of it being romantic and then getting to that moment and being like ‘this scene, really THIS scene!?’ Because I have never seen two characters more obviously in love in my life than in that specific scene. And Kripke himself, who I’m very familiar with as a Supernatural fan, claimed all this platonic stuff then personally directed their perfectly written, dreamily soundtracked finale kiss complete with cute touches like the focus on her going up on her toes to reach his lips. I think they dithered and weren’t sure how to execute it all but I think at least some of the team were Kimchie stans themselves from day one.

Speaking of that, I think the short answer is that they were always in love, they just didn’t know that’s what it was. The moment he meets her is framed so much as basically love at first sight. He goes from not knowing her to absolutely devoted in mere hours. And it might seem less explicit from Kimiko’s side but from day one she never hurts him even when her emotions are flying. She grabs his hand for comfort and clarity multiple times despite being in this super frightened, feral state. I personally like to think that near the end of S2 when she asks him to dance that she starts to realise she has or could fall in romantic love with him and then by the dance routine in S3 I think she feels for a second she could have a normal life and she wants to share it with him. And I think she’s utterly in love with him from that point on, including during the family scene and everything else (they don’t even try to show her not be in my opinion) but there’s way bigger things going on, she still has so much guilt to overcome etc so she buries it and pretends she’s ok seeing him with someone else. Then I think with him it really is a case of it’s always been there but he just hasn’t known what it is because he’s loved people dearly before, including Cherie and Jay, but from what he says we can guess he’s never been *in love*, he’s never had someone who was ‘The One’. I think he’s scared of that, terrified to ruin it, terrified to lose her, ashamed of the darkest parts of his past. And then at the end of S4 when she’s like ‘dude, I know your sins, I know the world might end but I want you’ I think he takes a beat and finally lets himself take the risk and be loved back.

Did Kimiko really sleep with the Jitterbean barista or was she just overcompensating?

I personally think she totally made that up, and I think he also totally thinks she made that up. I think those scenes where she’s drunk are so well done, she’s in that perfectly relatable middle ground between genuinely wanting him to be happy even if it’s not with her but maybe also seeing an opportunity to try and make him jealous because she so blatantly wants him and neither the characters nor the writers were fooling anyone.

How does Frenchie know the signs for “penis” and “vagina?” I can’t see Kimiko needing to use those words with her brother. So did she and Frenchie create those signs together? And how did it come up in the first place???

I guess it depends exactly how KSL works, maybe it’s possible to figure out what those words would be in the language once you know enough of it. And I guess as the only speaker of it she probably wanted a word for everything she might ever need to say. But also since we know they must have spent lots of time talking together in order for him to become fluent we can assume they spent time talking about Frenchie’s past, including Cherie and Jay, and the need for signs meaning penis and vagina probably came up pretty quickly in that context!

Frenchie was totally in a throuple with Cherie and Jay, right?

Speaking of, yes, absolutely

Will Frenchie now act extra territorial around Kimiko when they get coffee? He doesn’t strike me as a jealous guy but I could see him making an exception for her.

I agree, he’s not the jealous type at all and I don’t think that would change necessarily but he is extremely protective so I could see him maybe acting in a way people might perceive as jealousy at some point when really it’s just that he’s so devoted to her

Will Frenchie take Compound V?

I think if it was a choice between losing Kimiko and taking V he would take it but I really kind of love the idea that the drug addict ends up being the one character that never touches it

After he sawed off Kimiko’s leg, did he spend the rest of the day carrying her around while she healed?

We know he sat her down and wrapped his jacket around her to comfort her while she healed which is so sweet. But her limbs grow back so quickly he probably didn’t need to do that much. Love how easily he picked her up though when it happened.

What happened to Frenchie’s mother? How did he escape his father?

This is something I’ve thought about as well, I guess we assume that he never saw his beloved Mama again which is so sad. He really did have one of the worst childhoods/backstories of any character in the show and I love that we get to see the contrast between an abusive childhood resulting in someone like Homelander or the worst parts of Butcher, but also in someone who ends up full of so much empathy and tenderness and who desperately wants to undo and atone for his sins. I think we can guess that he escaped his father either by fleeing to America or by Little Nina taking him off his father’s hands. Or just by him eventually being old enough to outrun his father. Perhaps his father died, but if he did I don’t think we’ve been given any indication that Frenchie would have killed him.

Why does Frenchie know so much about bombs and bioweapons?

I think a combination of him being naturally very smart and very curious, and realising that he would need some kind of skill to survive. When they got into robbing banks he probably realised it gave him a unique gift to offer in comparison to most thieves, and especially when it came to potentially taking down Supes.

How did he end up moving to The States? How did he become friends with Cherie and Jay? I feel like I could watch multiple seasons of a Frenchie prequel.

I would also love a Frenchie prequel. I think we could imagine so many ways this went down and I absolutely love the ‘Frenchie episode’ in the hospital where we see so much of his backstory.

How is Kimiko going to get out of prison? How will she rescue Frenchie? And how will he react when he finally hears her voice?

I think one thing we know for sure is that she will be devastated, furious and she will want her man back asap so she’ll move heaven and hell to rescue him. I think we’ll see her truly get to use her powers to fight for him as she describes in S3. Because so many people didn’t initially realise that she speaks in the scene where he’s taken away I like the idea of a scene where he doesn’t initially realise either. He’s just so happy to see her and speak to her it doesn’t dawn on him she’s using her voice and then as he slowly realises I think he would be shocked but so happy and proud. I really really want as much happiness as possible for these two, I truly don’t care who else has to die for them to get their happy ending at this point (though I am super soft-hearted and would ideally like to see all the Boys survive, with maybe the exception of Butcher because sacrifice and finally resting for good really makes sense for his character arc).

24 unanswered Frenchie and Kimiko questions

What would have happened if Little Nina hadn’t kidnapped Frenchie? We saw those secret smiles on Kimiko and Frenchie’s faces. I want to see the conversation that happened when he came back from his quiet freak out at the coffee machine.

Why did Frenchie leave after Kimiko kissed him? Was he overwhelmed? Scared? Did he not feel that way at the time?

How the hell did they get back to the office after escaping Nina? Frenchie was butt naked and in rough shape. Kimiko was in a hospital gown, covered in blood. Cherie was not much better. That must have been an interesting Uber ride.

What is Frenchie’s famous cassoulet recipe?

In season 1, they are running for their lives, hiding from Vought in this safe house. At what point was Frenchie like, “Ah yes, this is the perfect time to bake madeleines with this feral girl. Add eggs, flour, and butter to the supplies list.”?

In a bonus scene is Season 2, Frenchie tells Cherie that he would never sleep with Kimiko. Was he lying to her? Or lying to himself?

When exactly did Kimiko figure out what “mon coeur” means?

He still looks totally cute but I would like to understand the reasoning behind Frenchie’s very elaborate, kitten whisker-y facial hair in Season 4. Choices were made!

Speaking of, he spent a not insignificant amount of time in prison. Why does he look so hot and perfectly groomed? When Butcher sprang him from prison, did he let Frenchie stop by his apartment to do a line up before his reunion with Kimiko?

Are Frenchie and Kimiko roommates? If they are roommates I want a whole season of domestic scenes with these two.

Do they share clothes?

Does Cherie come over to hang out? I’ve always been curious about how Kimiko feels about her.

When they came to M.M.’s apartment after escaping Nina, did they stop by Costco to pick up a bottle of Kirkland Signature whiskey or did they already own it?

When exactly did they fall for each other? And when did they each come to the realization that they were in love with the other? I feel like we were a tiny bit cheated out of some scenes of unrequited sexual tension because Eric Kripke dragged his feet about these two getting together for too long. (And my theory is up until the beginning of this season, he only caved because the chemistry was undeniable and the fans wanted it.)

Did Kimiko really sleep with the Jitterbean barista or was she just overcompensating?

How does Frenchie know the signs for “penis” and “vagina?” I can’t see Kimiko needing to use those words with her brother. So did she and Frenchie create those signs together? And how did it come up in the first place???

Frenchie was totally in a throuple with Cherie and Jay, right?

Will Frenchie now act extra territorial around Kimiko when they get coffee? He doesn’t strike me as a jealous guy but I could see him making an exception for her.

Will Frenchie take Compound V?

After he sawed off Kimiko’s leg, did he spend the rest of the day carrying her around while she healed?

What happened to Frenchie’s mother? How did he escape his father?

Why does Frenchie know so much about bombs and bioweapons?

How did he end up moving to The States? How did he become friends with Cherie and Jay? I feel like I could watch multiple seasons of a Frenchie prequel.

How is Kimiko going to get out of prison? How will she rescue Frenchie? And how will he react when he finally hears her voice?