#izzy tag yaps

[philshotcocoa]

Dans little gestures :)

[pixiedust-poppers]

If you would’ve told my younger self there were more Jizzy non-shippers now she would’ve been ecstatic and then promptly disappointed as to the reasonings of why lol.

[ghostkingart]

Doodle idea or general ask/prompt! I saw Our Flag Means Death as a fandom you’re into. How do you think Astarion or one of your OCs would look or function in that universe? Would they prefer Black Beard or Stede as a captain? What would their job on a pirate ship be? How would they dress?

What a beautiful prompt! I absolutely adore pirates and, fun fact, I've got an ongoing Black Sails fanfic on my ao3 🤭 kinda on hiatus due to BG3 brainrot but it's out there!

I'm gonna put up a trigger warning here for: discussion of abuse, prostitution and sadomasochism, and I'll put my reply under the cut (it turned out very long yet again).

P.S. OFMD friends I'm sorry this is showing up in your tags. To briefly explain we're talking about a crossover between OFMD and Baldur's Gate 3. Feel free to skip 🫶

I do think Astarion would prefer the old school Blackbeard as his captain, maybe Valeriy would also, but Veles would definitely prefer Stede. However, at the same time, with learning vulnerability being a big theme for all these characters, I think either captain would be fine for all three of them.

Tangent but I think Veles being in Stede's crew would help him so much with his feelings of inadequacy and his desperate need to be useful at any cost. Stede would show him that it's okay to just exist and be yourself.

I imagine Astarion and Valeriy would have followed Blackbeard until he meets Stede (where Veles would be) and then, just like in the show, Stede and Veles's side would teach Blackbeard, Astarion and Valeriy's side to be gentler, kinder and more vulnerable.

I can see Astarion, Valeriy and Veles being in a polycule in this AU but get this: Valeriy and Izzy. I'm obsessed with it now omg.

Fun fact: some of Valeriy's original backstory versions include him being a pirate. This never fit into the overall story/lore however, so I scrapped it.

I'll yap about this more later but let me tell you what I think each of them would do. First things first, I'm honestly not sure what Astarion would do, I don't think he'd be ranked too high, but I also don't think he'd be ranked too low. Somewhere in the middle imo.

Valeriy would be like Izzy's own right hand man and/or ranked just below Izzy. They have a similar ruthlessness to them.

Veles would be a master of navigation on Stede's ship I think.

I think I'll draw them in this AU actually, but I'll come back with that later.

I think Izzy and Valeriy in particular would work so well together because, just like Veles is distinctly a masochist due to his backstory, Valeriy is a sadist, except that Valeriy has a much healthier approach to his sadism than Veles has to his masochism. I've talked about this sm already but Veles's masochism transcends sex and he most certainly sees himself as an object. Valeriy is nothing like that, he's very careful, gentle and communicative if there's any sadomaso play going on, and he keeps it all in the bedroom.

I don't think I need to explain why Valeriy's sadism would work well with Izzy, OFMD fans have talked about it enough for me haha. But I wanna reiterate that I imagine it all being consensual and mindful, honestly very much unlike Astarion and Veles where at times it gets super messy due to them both being messed up in their own right.

How about how I imagine they became pirates? I mean it's a pretty simple answer. Historically it's pretty accurate, to my knowledge, that people on the margins of society escaped to become pirates. It checks out because Astarion, Veles and Valeriy are all a flavor of queer (bi, gay and pan in my hc). But also, all three of them have some type of abusers to run away from as well as an overall bad life situation (think Valeriy who's already escaped his father, but has only landed himself in prostitution instead. he'd like to leave that behind).

Random bit of a headcanon here, I think Veles would be a person of color in a non-magical AU, and I think that because of the racism towards drow analogy in DND. I'd probably completely redesign Veles for a non-magical AU, but all in its time.

I think Veles would be super cool with the rest of Stede's crew. He'd be very shy at first I think, but he'd find acceptance within the ranks.

I'm also thinking about, once the two crews join, Valeriy would really enjoy listening to Stede or Lucius read to him. Another fun fact: Valeriy reaaaally likes books, he simply can't read them on his own. Meanwhile I don't think he'd have many opportunities to be read to in Blackbeard's crew (this isn't an Ed is illiterate thing btw, this is an Ed has a reputation thing).

I think that's all I have for now! If you have any more ideas for this AU pleaseeee send me another ask!! This was so fun :D

[blossoms-phan]

Blossom please keep making long text posts and writing and yapping in the tags of reblogs I love reading your thoughts so much 😭🤍 . They’re always so well put, and detailed, i love it.

Izzy you are the loml for this 🥹🫶 thank you sooooo much that literally makes me so happy to hear, dnp occupy way too much of my brain space and have for like 10 years so having detailed intellectual chats about them on here is something I didn’t even realize I needed in my life until I started and it’s been so fun reading others but I’m so glad my thoughts and rambles are well received too apparently :’) will continue to share if for nothing but lovely expressions of support like these 💜✨

[the-astral-fairgrounds]

(blinkies made using blinkies.cafe!)

hiii we're the astral fairgrounds (banger system name ik) and we're a minor, audhd, bpd+npd, system (+ more)

just basic dni, endogenic system or supporter, you fakeclaim traumagenic systems, narc abuse / any disorder abuse believer, support dteam / wilbur / delilahdied, that's about it

(blinkie made by us in pixel studio, credit if you use.)

our tags and frequent fronters below the cut!

our tags:

#yapping - text posts

#neg yapping - vent posts

#un whites your pine - whitepine posting

#lifestealphobia recovery - lifesteal smp posting

#mercy art - art posts (we now have an art blog so we don't use this often)

#sys - usually talking about things headmates say/do

#rasbi rambles - same as yapping but for Rasbi (🪫) because she's special I guess

#val's monologue - same as yapping, but specifically for Val (⚖️) because ze doesn't like the word yapping

more to be added but it's messy af

frequent fronters

🪓 - Clown - he/it - 22? - IWC

🏵️ - Marigold - he/him - mid 20s - IWCare

🕊️ - Graecie - she/they/life - 23 - OTI!

🧨 - Kab / Kit / Malware - ask - 17 - PIWC

⚖️ - Val/Ash - any - who knows - OTI

☄️ - Izzy - they/she - 23 (253 human years) - OTIG

[sticks-stones-sonic-insanity]

sticks I missed seeing your tags on stuff it made me smile to see them again! ^v^ I hope you’ve been well and continue to hydrate and be safe

:000 Hello there Izzy!! Im so glad to hear that omg thank you 🥺💕 I'm doing alright! Bunch of stuff going on at the moment so my activity level is a little all over the place haha. What can i say, I love yapping about your stuff when i see it <3 You too!!

Here, a warmup Amy for ye 🫴

[penandswords]

/Plot Rambling/

I'm STICKING this under a read more, because it might be spoiler territory for some.

To Long didn't Read: I am YAPPING about ideas I have for Rima during the war and Post WAR.

Things might change because I'm doing a re-watch and all that stuff! Essentially this is a running list of things I want to explore with her in this time period.

DURING war!

I have played with the idea of Rima doing a number of different things!

Helping with First aid. (she does have first aid training)

Helping with dispatch stuff at the agency

Going On her own, and trying to help other civilians get to safety. I also Kind of want to have izzy @crimsonskvader (my other Oc to be tag teaming with her. Idk yet though since izzy works for hawks and BOI does that man go through a lot)

I DO know, that I want Rima to start getting the idea for her own agency during the War. Based on her own experiences, and from hearing and observing others experiences. (which muses experiences will vary depending on threads and stuff)

ALSO I do know, rima has at LEAST 3 family members in the prison that had all those escapees. WHICH means there is a high chance she has at least 3 people who might come after her. so OH BOI.

4. I want to TRY and keep Rima out of the main plot, because i'm trying to not have her be TOO involved, HOWEVER I am so down with her running into villain muses, and getting stuck in a situation with them. I am ALSO okay with the idea of her getting wounded. good Interactions / Bad Interactions.. I will take it ALL. Tbh I am very drawn towards Rima getting into dangerous situations right now.

Post war! Post war, RIMa starts building the road map for her own agency! her agency's goal is to protect KIDS from being used / put into situations they ahve NO business being put in. (Both from villains, and from other heroes.)

I have a CRACK headcanon that she's acquired some reformed villains who liked her cause, and ended up coming to her to give it a try. (I AM so eager to plot this with people. If you are interested PLEASE come say hi I will be so excited to talk ideas with you.)

[rakassauce]

welcome, and howdy!!!

yo, I'm raka. an artist who adores the scene subculture, anime/cartoons, and the old internet. been a while since i did an intro, and I don't particularly enjoy my current one. so, i thought i'd fix that!

but before i get into it, lemme begin with some ground rules:

DNI if you are/support ANY of the following:

a proshipper/comshipper

a terf/truscum/transmed/transphobic in any way

anti-palestine (however, that doesn't give you the right to be an anti-semite, that shit ain't cool)

Are a pro-lifer, this is a pro-choice zone babie

anti-neopronouns

ableist

a MAP/YAP, get that pedo shit outta here

a neo-nazi/on some type of white supremecist shit

a zoophile

...they gone now? yeah? cool, let's rock n' roll. (quick heads up for flashing blinkies/images, and eyestrain. that's gonna be a constant on this blog.)

name: raka/alex/izzy

age: 16, turning 17 on JULY 14TH!!!

DOB: 07/14/2007

pronouns: she/he/they

current hyperfixation: YU-GI-OH!!!!

favorite color: hot pink/red/neon green

favorite song: party like a millionaire - millionaires/i also like genres like rock, electronic, and pop

favorite games: sims (4 and 3), touhou project, legend of zelda

hobbies: scouring the internet, watching anime, drawing, spending time w/ my bf

favorite food: menudo!! my nanny (that's what I call my grandma ^^;) makes it for me occasionally and on my bday nearly every year

dislikes: assholes, unnecessary internet discourse, instagram comments, my horrible sleep schedule (help lol)

favorite movie(s): yugioh the movie: pyramid of light, bill and ted's excellent adventure, idle hands

likes: the night, old internet vibes, art, magical girls (SAILOR MOON), scene kid stuff

loves: my dad and my boyfriend!!!

rando facts: i'm half mexican :] i wanna learn more spanish to be in touch with my mom's side of the family. i've only ever finished one anime despite starting a few, and that would be Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood. even though i'm on ep 27 of the 2003 version of FMA (it's on hold since it isn't my current fixation), i honestly prefer it. my favorite vocaloids are hatsune miku and kagamine rin and len)! now if we're talking utauloids: yokune ruko and kasane teto.

my tags:

#raka's sauce (my art)

#other people's awesome sauce (reblogged art)

#raka reblogs!

#raka's brain dump

#raka's cc finds!!

so, i'm raka. i've lurked around the internet for a little while now--since I was about five. restricted internet access? don't know her. i only started really participating in online communities when i was about 10, on quotev and amino (rip, it was a shitshow but i had a good time for the most part). at some point i just kinda...fell off of trying to find internet spaces? it didn't really feel fun anymore, y'know? i went back to lurking, looking at stuff i enjoyed/making things in silence.

well, fuck that. if i wanna have fun, i'm gonna make it fun. i love drawing, i always have!! i've been drawing since i was about five or six. it's always been an escape for me during REALLY rough times--it made me happy to draw my favorite characters, and even create my own! i love interacting with fandom spaces too, finding folks who are into the same stuff i am. connecting with strangers is fun, when you don't really know anybody irl who shares your exact interests!

i wanna make/reblog fandom art on here, and maybe make moots/friends. i also have OCs i love and adore that i'd like to share--with lore, of course.

i hope y'all have a wonderful day or night!!! take care of yourselves!!!

with all that said, blinkie/stamp dump time!!! a further insight of myself, if you will

sources for a few stamps:

Mel-Rosey on Deviantart

StarriiChan on Deviantart

kas7ia on Deviantart

blinkies.cafe for blinkies

YukiMiyasawa on Deviantart | another stamp from them

hissatsugirl on Deviantart

Papikari on Deviantart

Magica-28 on Deviantart

RaptureCyner on Deviantart

and feel free to hmu on other things such as:

discord - rakassauce

artfight

spacehey (i need to finish up my profile :/ sorry for mess)

instagram

[johnnyzzzzz]

Ughhhhh fart, im making tag things for my acc

[izzy yaps] - Me talking

[johnnyzzzzz art 🧪🦠] - Art Tag

[Reblogging] - Reblogz

[philshotcocoa]

This is my niche.

[the--blackdahlia]

Edge of Seventeen Chapter 1 (Izzy x OFC)

Title: Edge of Seventeen

Summary:  When the boy Karen Williamson loved left home when she was seventeen, she figured it was just a childhood crush. She had her own plans to get out of Indiana. But when those plans fell through and now she’s trapped in Lafayette with a degree that’s getting her nowhere. That is, until Jeffrey Isbell came home.

Warnings: Language for now

AN:  This is just something I'm playing around with. I'm not sure how much I'll do on it, or if anyone will even like it. Thanks to @callme-kaz2y5-baby​ for the help!

The alarm clock was blaring. The room was still dark, and not due to the curtains Karen used to cover her small window. It was November in Indiana, and the sun didn’t carry the same amount of shine that it did in July. Well, that and it was also 5:30 in the morning. Karen groaned as she ran a hand down her face. It was Saturday. She didn’t really want to get her ass out of bed, but this was her Saturday to open the library and stay until at least noon, and she did have a lot of things to do after she got off work.

And if she was going to actually make it there, she had to get up and get in the shower now. Groaning, she finally pulled herself out of bed, letting the coffee start up while she got in the shower. After waking herself up with that, she got out, smelling the coffee and smiling. If someone would’ve told her ten years or so ago that coffee would be her blood, she would’ve laughed at them.

She made her first cup and popped some toast in the toaster. As she waited on the toast, she started to figure out something to do with her hair, deciding after fussing with it for longer than she felt necessary, that she was just going to run a brush through it and call it a day. The rest of her routine flew by; eat her toast, get dressed, put on some quick makeup, and water her plants before she headed out the door.

Six years of college left her driving a 1987 Firebird with a few too many miles, driving around a town she had always vowed to get out of but never quite made it.

“You’re listening to the Bob & Tom Show,” Karen was greeted as she turned on the car. “We’re getting some word from the Guns n’ Roses camp. It seems that it was announced that original guitarist Izzy Stradlin has had enough of Axl Rose and called it quits.”

Karen froze as she got ready to put her car in gear. She had to have misheard it.

“Rumors are swirling that Mr. Stradlin is returning to his hometown for a big project, but the fact that he had the balls to tell off Rose is astounding to me.” There was laughter and some jokes thrown around before they started playing a Guns n’ Roses songs in honor of the great hero, Izzy Stradlin.

Karen headed to work at the Lafayette Public Library. Kids from Purdue would be there, doing some studying off of campus or the ones that lived off campus would be there at least. But her mind kept drifting as she headed the ten minutes to her job.

Izzy had finally quit. She had been following the band ever since Jeffrey left Indiana. The night after he graduated with a D average, which honestly was thanks more to Karen and less to that fucking Bill Bailey. She gave him his graduation present with a smile on her face. He handed her a mixtape, kissed her, then left her behind.

She still had that mixtape somewhere at home. No matter how many boyfriends she had had in the eleven years since her last kiss with Jeffrey Isbell, she couldn’t throw it away. She’d bring it out once in a while when she missed him, but then she’d remember that he probably didn’t remember her, especially after all these years.

She pulled into her spot and opened up the library. She went through her morning routine as she waited for her assistant to show up. Empty the drop box, check them in, put them on the cart to reshelf, all the boring things that came with her job. It seemed like it was the same thing everyday that she was the in charge librarian. She broke up her routine by going to see a movies about once a week, and sometimes she’d splurge and head to Indy for a concert, but that wasn’t a common occurrence. She had accepted a long time ago that she wasn’t going to have the glamorous, rock star life that her friends had gotten when they broke free from the cornfields.

After the afternoon girl took over, Karen went to gather up the things that she had on her list. She drove towards the other side of town, where the older homes were. She smiled as she pulled into a driveway that she knew very well. Gathering up the couple books and VHS that were on her list, she knocked.

“Come in!” A woman inside called out. Karen made her way in to see Linda Isbell sitting on the couch, crocheting and watching a game show. Linda’s eyes brightened and she smiled as Karen made her way in. “Oh Karen, sweetie! How are you?”

“I’m good mama Isbell,” She kissed Linda’s cheek. “The book you wanted came in. And I got you An Officer and a Gentleman.” She sat the handful of things on her coffee table. There was a yapping noise then as Linda’s little dog, Astair, came running towards Karen. “Hey there little guy.”

“He loves when you come over,” Linda smiled at her. “He likes the car rides and walks.”

“I love those too, don’t I baby boy,” She scratched his ears and played with him for a minute. “I’ll get your grocery list after I walk him, okay?”

“Oh honey, you don’t have to do that,” Linda told her. “One of my boys went shopping for me earlier in the week. I’m set for now.”

“Oh really?” Karen asked. She figured that Joe had come to see his mom, finally. Because she figured if it was Jeff, Linda would’ve told her. But then again, she knew about how Karen’s heart had been broken by her eldest, and she was pretty good about not talking about him too much to her.

“Well, then Astaire and I will go on an extra long walk. Maybe a nice drive too,” Karen smiled as the dog yapped and ran around in circles. Linda laughed.

“He loves you Karen,” She told her, making Karen’s heart swell. After talking for a few more minutes, Karen got Astaire’s leash and took him for a nice, long walk around Lafayette. The dog was so happy, especially when she parked her car and they walked out through some of the abandoned fields around and he could chase the birds that were still there.

She looked out across the fields and noticed the large house that set among them had a moving truck in front of it. No one had lived there in years, and Jeff and Bill used to argue about who was going to live there someday. Karen highly doubted if Izzy ever moved back to Indiana, that he would come back to Lafayette, not when the Carmel area was flourishing, and attracted more of the wealthy that lived in Indiana.

“Come on Astaire, let’s go home,” Karen told the dog. He barked once more at a bird before running off with her.

****

Izzy stepped out on the front porch of his new home. Back in the day, when he was dreaming of being a huge star, him and Axl would argue over who was going to live in this house. He honestly never thought it would be up for sale, and he wasn’t sure what compelled him to buy it when it went on the market. Maybe it was a chance to say fuck you to Axl. Izzy adjusted the hat on his head as he looked at all the space he had. He was honestly glad to be back home, and he felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

He was pulled from his thoughts then by a dog barking. Looking out across the fields, he watched as a small dog chased some birds and a woman stood there, watching. She looked over his way, and even though Izzy couldn’t make out her face, he felt something as he watched her. They didn’t stay much longer, but Izzy couldn’t stop watching as she left.

“Maybe I’ll see her around,” Izzy grumbled to himself before he headed inside to pay the movers so he could get settled into his new home.

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[rockinthebeastmode]

Sabotage

A/N: This isn’t completely finished but I have just enough for a first part and I’m hoping expecting to work the rest out fairly easy. I’ve made some cuts/changes overall (some details and notes seemed superfluous) and based on the second outline I did, we’re a quarter into the story--so I’d say at least two more parts, depending on where things cut off. I really hope you enjoy! I apologize profusely if it’s not what you expected but we’re finally rolling 😁 

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Sabotage

“--you hear about this?”

Rae Earl awoke abruptly to her best mate Archie’s voice growing steadily closer as he entered her bedroom. Before she could speak, he shook out his paper and began to read. She tuned him out the best she could, her eyes straying to her laptop on the other side of the bed. She stretched through a yawn, glancing at the bedside clock.

“Aren’t you late?” she cut Archie off, his tongue sticking out at her. He rolled the paper up and swatted it at her before kissing her cheek and backing out of the room.

“I’ll see you tonight, yeah? Laters!”

Rae waited until she heard the front door slam shut before she reached for her laptop and opened it, tapping the keys lightly as it started up. Her desktop appeared and she clicked on her email, a smile playing on her lips as she read a new message titled, ‘Digsy’.

fknhangthedj78: Have I mentioned my dog, Digsy? She’s an old girl now but back when I was a lad, she was my partner against all the monsters under the bed and thunderstorms--always up for an adventure. Nowadays, she spends her days sleeping on my side of the bed and stealing my chips. Man’s best mate, right?

Don’t you love Stamford in autumn? Reminds me of my college days, back when the only thing you had to worry about was A-levels and who you’d ask to the leavers’ ball. Of course, had we known each other then, I reckon I would’ve asked you ;)

***

Finn Nelson’s eyes fluttered as he poured two tea cups full to the brim, his girlfriend’s monotonous voice flowing over him like a blanket. He shook his fringe out of his eyes, dropping the teapot to the table with a loud clunk. Olivia jumped, her voice tapering off. He smiled sheepishly.

“Soz, Liv,” he said through a yawn, reaching for the milk and sugar. She looked at him curiously as she reached for her cup.

“Did you sleep alright?” she asked, Finn meeting Digsy’s eyes from across the room. She blew out a sigh, side-eying Olivia before returning to her bowl. Finn coughed through a snort and nodded. She stirred sugar into her cup and took a sip.

“What day’s your dad’s rehearsal dinner again?”

Finn grimaced and rubbed his jaw.

“Sunday,” he replied, “D’ya think he’d take an early wedding present so we don’t have to go?”

“Finn, it’s your father,” she chuckled, shaking her head. Finn groaned and rolled his neck. He was thrilled his dad was getting remarried and his bride-to-be Felicity Stringfellow was perfectly nice but the thought of his college ex being his step-sister made his stomach turn.

“Don’t forget to meet Stacey Friday at noon, yeah?” she continued. Finn nodded with a pout and looked at his watch. He finished his tea off before leaning over the table to kiss Olivia’s cheek.

“Gotta go get ready,” he said, standing and going towards the bedroom, “See ya tonight.”

Finn cracked the door behind him and Digsy slid through, jumping to the bed. He sighed with a smile as she sprawled over his pillow and he sat down next to her, pulling his laptop from the side table. He sat still and waited to hear Olivia’s heels clicking down the hall and out the door before he opened it, running a finger over the mouse to wake it. His email appeared, a new message notification flashing, and he clicked it, biting back a smile as he started to read.

snakebitesupernova: Isn’t it bizarre how we never crossed paths all these years living in the same town? It feels like we’ve known each other forever, despite only having met on an Oasis fansite.

Imagine if we hadn’t argued over their best album (it’s ‘What’s the Story’ in case you forgot). Now, all I can think is, ‘Wonder what bollocks fknhangthedj78 will come up with this time!’

Unfortunately, I wasn’t quite lame enough to go to my leavers’ ball--but I reckon I would’ve made an exception for you ;P

***

Nothing could remove the smile from Rae’s face as she walked briskly to Town Records. Not spilling coffee down her front two minutes before leaving the flat. Not the neighbor’s yapping dog barking at top volume all morning. Not even the Green Lane arseholes who harassed her every other day.

“Burn down the disco,” Rae sang under her breath as she unlocked the door and entered the shop, “Hang the blessed DJ.”

She bounded around the shelves, straightening and preparing to open and Izzy, her mate and the shop’s social media manager, watched her wide-eyed.

“What’s gotten into you?” she asked, laughing a bit. Rae only winked, moving to her side and linking their arms.

“Don’t you miss our college days, Iz?” she sighed, smiling as she ran over the email in her mind again. Izzy raised her brows and laughed again.

“You hated college, Rae.”

“Right,” she replied, a nervous laugh bubbling from her throat. Izzy’s eyes narrowed at her and a sly smile came across her face.

“You’re in love, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Izzy, I’m madly in love with my gay roommate, the one and only man in my life,” Rae scoffed, scrunching her nose at her.

Izzy shook her head, her smile widening.

“What about your online friend?”

Rae bit her cheek, cursing the time she’d had too many Tia Maria’s and let slip her pen pal secret.

“Don’t be ridiculous...we’re just mates—not even mates! More acquaintances,” she said hastily, waving a hand, “I don’t even know his name.”

Izzy went to speak again when the front door bell chimed and her best mate Chloe shuffled through the door, her arms wrapped around herself.

“It’s bloody freezing out there,” she started, coming behind the counter and shedding her jacket, “What’re we talking about?”

“Rae’s online friend--”

“Izzy!”

Chloe tutted and shook her head.

“Y’should try meeting people organically, babes, that internet stuff is dangerous.”

“If I did that, I’d be alone forever, Chlo,” she retorted before clapping her hands, “Let’s open up, ladies!”

***

“--electrician is gonna be late because his wife’s in labor,” Chop said, ticking items off a clipboard, “The record shelves as well--some infestation on the truck or summat.”

Finn nodded along as he continued listing issues and plans throughout the worksite, not hearing a word.

“We also got a ticket for a few workers pissing off the roof,” Chop finished, shaking his head and pulling at his tie.

“Nice one,” Finn replied, “When’s the electrician in?”

“I knew you weren’t fucking listening,” Chop groused, smacking Finn in the arm with the clipboard, “His wife’s in labor, knobhead.”

Finn reddened and he grinned sheepishly, shoving him back.

“S’pose I’m a bit distracted.” Chop waggled his brows at him.

“You finally proposed to Liv, huh?” Finn’s head snapped to him and he shook his head with a furrowed brow.

“Of course not,” he said hastily, Chop’s mouth twisting at him, “I mean, she’s great and I proper fancy her and all…”

“When she’s not boring you to tears, y’mean,” Chop continued, dodging Finn’s cuff to his shoulder.

“We need to announce ourselves,” Finn changed the subject, clapping his hands as he looked around their almost finished entertainment store.

No Crap Entertainment, better known as NCE, was set to open Saturday, provided he and Chop could work out all the kinks. His father, Gary, was trusting him with this one, since he’d proven himself well enough helping him with other business matters over the years. He’d brought Chop on as his partner and fully planned to make this the best music store in Stamford.

“There’s not much competition--we bought out that tiny reggae shop across the way. And then there’s Town Records, of course.”

Finn bit his cheek, thinking of his old college stomping grounds. He loved Town, loved the atmosphere...it hadn’t changed much since then but he knew it was under different management since Rob had passed away.

“They’re gonna hate us at first but we have the better package. We’re multifaceted,” Finn assured, clapping a hand to Chop’s shoulder, “We’re not just music--we’re an experience.”

A grin slowly grew on Chop’s face before he ruffled Finn’s hair, his nose wrinkling.

“You’re so full of shit!”

***

fknhangthedj78: My dad’s getting married again. His mates keep warning him off of it, saying he should cut his losses after the first time. He seems happy though, so I can’t complain.

Rae glanced up from her laptop, her head tilting in thought. She couldn’t imagine getting married once, let alone twice.

She looked over at Archie on the other side of the lounge, his finger twirling a ring around on his left hand as he watched the telly. She felt her throat burn and her eyes fill but quelled it when Archie met her eyes, giving her a curious look.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing...love ya, Arch.” He snorted, reaching over and squeezing her knee.

“I love ya too, Rae.”

***

snakebitesupernova: Since you mentioned college the other day, I’ve been rereading Pride & Prejudice. I can’t get over how they used to talk back then! So proper and stuffy but I love it...have you read it?

Finn opened the book to a random page, grimacing as he read a few lines. He felt Digsy next to him and he scratched her behind the ears, shaking his head at the book.

“Jesus Christ, can you believe this, girl?”

He went to the fridge for a beer and cracked it open, taking a long pull as he opened the book at the beginning. He skimmed the first page before tossing it to the counter, shooting a frown at Digsy.

“Shit’s for the birds.”

***

“Now, don’t freak out, Rae--”

“Those fuckers have some nerve--”

“It’s just a sign,” Chloe reiterated, rolling her eyes, “Y’don’t own the word ‘town’.”

“It was deliberate! ‘Best record deals in town,’” Rae ranted, crossing her arms, “This is bullshit.”

“They’ve got nothing on Town,” Archie assured, his hands going to her shoulders.

“Look at all the discounts and promotions they’re offering,” Izzy gushed, scrolling through NCE’s website in awe. She looked up when she felt the others’ stares on her and she bit her lip, setting her phone down on the counter.

“She’s right, guys,” Chloe sighed, “They have more variety as well.”

“It’s nothing but mainstream crap. They’ll come running back,” Archie countered, not sounding entirely convinced himself. Rae’s face lit up slightly.

“Exactly! We’ll be the niche shop, yeah? If they don’t have it, we do,” she exclaimed, a sliver of hope creeping back.

“And vice versa,” Chloe commented, Rae raising a brow at her.

“Right. Supply and demand.”

Chloe raised her hands, exchanging shrugs with Izzy. Archie rubbed Rae’s shoulders and gave her a reassuring smile that she could barely return.

snakebitesupernova: I can’t help but feel like I’m wasting time. I live a simple life. I made it out of hospital and college and barely made it through uni and for what? To have the same job in the same dead end town? I sometimes wish I could go back and do it all again but what would change? Change is supposed to be good... I know I should be brave and ‘roll with it’ but I’m so fucking scared

You don’t have to respond to this, I don’t mean to bang on about my existential crises but I know you’d understand better than anyone else would. You always do :)

[pale-like-moon]

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[philshotcocoa]

The ability of Dan and Phil to leave us in shambles with one tweet is honestly crazy but also so funny. One tweet from Mr Amazing and suddenly my plans for today are to rock back and forth in a corner fearing for what will strike us next.

[philshotcocoa]

This post is so funny to me. The fact that its just that one photo uploaded to tiktok. The #marketing. The way that the music over it is just a peaceful instrumental sound and nothing else.

Dan wasn’t safe on ANY platform 😭

[philshotcocoa]

That one scene in Challengers: