#kiki jams

[sithfox]

[mokadevs]

🐭Mice & Dice🎲

Your girlfriend needs a LOT of money! And you only have... $5.04. You also have a MOUSE. Conveniently trained at reading cards, sneaking around, and cheating.

Made for GMTK Game Jam 2024!

Play HERE!

[jarojam]

Various mcd doodles that I've forgotten to post sooner !!

[sabrinawitcher]

Schedule the rest of the year:

Any Fop or other thing like Danny Phantom for example will move to a different blog so I can send more promotional works about my revival series.

I won't take much requests, but if you want something do ask.

I'm hoping to send it on more websites besides Wattpad this year.

If you want a certain character, movie, etc. Don't be afraid to ask.

This week: I'll remodel my pages a bit and start on a voice actors/voice claim list. (Note: my schedule might not work out, so some things I might not do.)

Next week (Monday): 5 more fop requests before switching over.

Next week (Tuesday): I will begin making introduction pages for certain characters.

Next week (Wednesday): Promotions!!!!

Next week (Thursday): Voice claim/actor list pt. 2

Next week (Friday): Series Playlist

Next week (Saturday): Writing (I'll start my writing, so I won't be as active.)

Next week (Sunday): Break

That's my week in summary! I hope you read it!!!!

[esperqm]

behold! the little bastard woman laying directly on my left ankle

[ever-yours118]

What take did you see?

(salty allegations beneath cut)

to be clear, this isn’t about the memes & jokes (which I enjoyed quite a bit too)! this is specifically re: those discussions turning anti because… ew ;P

oh, man… just something to the effect of “eddie should push buck away already and date [stud from the 133],” with a healthy side dose of “buck is an asshole and should stop being so dramatic.” idk, something about blaming buck for taking some time (and some admittedly wrong paths!) in trying to recover from an enormous fucking trauma that dug up some deeply buried wounds… while he tries to avoid hurting his loved ones with showing them how affected he still is, even despite all they’ve done to try to help him… as he feels guilty for not being “okay” already… it just rubs me the wrong way 😅

all in all, I think “she gets me” is going to be buck’s version of “you’re exhausting” re: the sentiment there is no reason to hang onto this, eddie/buck understands & forgives them because they love each other, let it go—

but i’ve blocked & removed and my dash is curated again! this is just how I feel about the whole thing because I don’t get people who say “team buck” or “team eddie” (not like having faves—I do too—but like, putting them against each other?? I don’t understand).

fandom let eddie have his healing arc where he pushed buck away (“i’m over it & you should be too”) and that was fine! buck didn’t let his hurt take priority over eddie’s trauma, and neither will eddie this time around. first and foremost, they are friends, and their roads will converge in the end.

that was a lot! thank you, anon ^^

[bagradbadalian]

Kiki's Spiced Habanero Peach Jam Recipe Give your homemade peach jam a subtle kick with the addition of habanero peppers. Serve over a block of cream cheese with crackers for an easy appetizer. 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon, 3.5 pounds fresh peaches - peeled pitted and chopped, 2 habanero peppers stemmed and seeded, 5 cups white sugar, 1/2 teaspoon ground cardamom, 6 tablespoons lemon juice, 1/2 teaspoon ground nutmeg, 1 vanilla bean halved lengthwise and seeds scraped out, 1 teaspoon ground allspice, 2 pouches liquid pectin, 2 cups packed brown sugar

[thepolishlynx]

Mimi's Delivery Dash - Kiki's Delivery Service Tribute

[episodes-ff]

The Brotherhood

Shoutout to my fiancée Reina for inspiring this with her incessant flirting 😘

Kierra

Sitting in my room, I busied myself with my studies as I listened to Summer Walker sing me into bliss. I finally was getting over this nigga and all the shit he put me through and I was so proud. Erik and I were in for what I thought would be forever, but forever turned out to be a bald faced lie. I finally had enough of the toxicity and bullshit, and I was finally getting back to loving me. Sipping my wine as I puffed on my thick ass blunt, I vibed to my jams and studied before my little pamper session was interrupted with a call. Seeing the signature 'No Caller ID', I rolled my eyes at his feeble attempts to contact me before I saw my bestie's missed text.

From AriPoo🩷🌸✨: Babyyyyyy! Come to this party with me pweaseeeeeeeeee🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 To AriPoo🩷🌸✨: Un uhhhhh! Arielle, I got work to catch up on! And where tf is this shit anyway?! It better not be at his! From AriPoo🩷🌸✨: It's not. I promise🩷 To AriPoo🩷🌸✨: You said that bs last time, Ari😒🙄 From AriPoo🩷🌸✨: Girl plssssssss!!! To AriPoo🩷🌸✨: 🙄Pick me up in 45 and bitch DPMO From AriPoo🩷🌸✨: Ouuuu thank youuuuuuuuuuu❤ you so good to me! Imma name my first baby after you, girl To AriPoo🩷🌸✨: Bitch stfu🤣

Heaving a deep sigh, I ashed my blunt before placing it on the tray and sitting it in the fridge to hold for later. Getting up, I grabbed my favorite smell goods and wash set before heading into the bathroom to shower. Lavishing in the quick shower, I made sure I hit all my spots using my scrub to accent my wash. Stepping out, I lotioned my body and threw on a couple spritz. Heading to the closet, I settled for a chill black t-shirt and black sweats before topping off the fit with my Retro Mid Red Velvets. Layering some necklaces and a couple rings, I quickly removed my bonnet and admired my hair as I heard Ari pulling up. Rolling my eyes and laughing, I put on some strawberry gloss before flicking it up real quick and heading outside. Stepping in her whip, I looked up as she whined. "Girlllllll, what are you wearing? You look like a whole pretty ass stud!" Arielle fussed as I shook my head. "I told you I didn't wanna go forreal. Be lucky I'm in this car, bitch." "Ugh, you get on my nerves!" "Where are we going anyway?" "Don't even worry about allat." She smiled before pulling off as I rolled my eyes and uploaded my pics.

@kierras_world: Certified heartbreaker🖤💯

Riding along as she bumped some hood shit to get us in the party mood, we laughed and rapped along before pulling up to Cru. Seeing the sign out front that read 'Greek Night' I looked over at her and mugged her. "Ari, what the fuck are we doing here?!" "What you mean?" She mumbled placing on her gloss and checking her face as I crossed my arms. "I'm not fucking going in here." "Girl! It is not gonna be that bad. We just gone pop in so I can see Lando for a little bit and then we'll be out." "Arielle, no we won't! You gone get in that mothafucka and start humping on him and he ain't gone want you to leave. I'm not tryna be anywhere near Erik and you know that!" "Kiki, I'm sorryyyyy! It'll be just for a little bit ok? Who knows, you might meet your new nigga." Rolling my eyes to the pit of hell, I threw a mini fit in my seat before grabbing my ID out my bag as she smiled. "Ouuuu, I promise you won't regret it, now let's hurry up! I'm tryna get a good spot to see my man during their stroll."

Walking in, we were fully engulfed into the chaos of frat brothers and sorors mixing and mingling among the masses as the music blasted from the speakers. Spotting Lando as he chatted with his friends, Ari went running into his arms as I rolled my eyes. "Baeeee! You look so handsome tonight, Daddy." She whimpered sweetly as he nuzzled her neck with kisses. "I can say the same for you, sexy. You tryna make a nigga act up in this club, baby?" He husked as she giggled obnoxiously against his chest. Smiling at her, he looked up finally acknowledging me. "Wassup, Ki?" "Nun much. How you doing, Lando?" "I'm better now that my baby here. Your man E around here somewhere." He stated looking around for Erik as I shook my head. "He is definitely not my man!" I clarified as he looked past me chuckling. "So I'm not ya man, baby?" He breathed against my ear as I shivered under his touch.

Turning me to face him, I fought tooth and nail trying not to get lost in his appearance as he stared me down. Looking away from him, he gently lifted my chin back to face him. "Can you fucking move?" "No! Why you been dodging me, Bunny?" He asked calling me by that awful nickname that I used to cherish so much. "Move, Erik." "Will you just talk to me? What did I do wrong, baby?" He murmured against my neck slinking his strong arms around my waist and rubbing my backside. "Baby, um, I got the shots. What is she doing here?" His new little piece, Jayda, asked in confusion as her and her girls eyed me with hatred. "Exactly why the fuck you're blocked, nigga." I spat prying his hands off me before walking off.

Erik

"Why the fuck was she over here, Erik?!" "Man watch the fuck out! Why you so pressed about it for? We not together." "We fucking every night like we are though!" She rebutted mugging me as I clenched my jaw. "Key word, fucking. You just a quick ass nut for me, mama. It ain't nothing special between us so do yoself a favor and wake the fuck up." I spat getting in her face as she frowned on the verge of throwing puppy dog eyes as if I gave a fuck. "Baby, why are you even chasing her?! She's not here with you, I am! I don't know why you worried about that fat bitch." She ranted. "And just who the fuck you calling a fat bitch?! Cause you not ever competing with my best friend, not even on her worst day." Ari gritted pushing past me, Kari, and Jayda as he sighed and mugged me. "Whatever this shit is? Handle it. Got me getting in trouble and shit cause yo hoe don't wanna act right a-" He continued to rant as I palmed my forehead.

Spotting our rivals as they strolled through, I put on my game face as their chapter sponsor, professor Cross, conversed and joked with ours, Dr. Anderson and his wife, Vanessa. Getting the other brothers in line, we watched the tail end of their side strolling in to one of their anthems as we made eye contact with Terry and his lackeys performing one of their arduous chants. Can't believe I ever called this nigga a friend. Growing up, me and Terry were thick as thieves, always in some shit together or just chilling. We even planned our careers together, both choosing to embark on our academics at Clark Atlanta University with Kiki by our sides. Shit took a turn junior year a little after Kierra and I made things official, but I'll never know why. I feel like his ass was jealous of what we had so he decided to distance himself, but that ain't none of my business. My only priority is Kierra and getting back into her good graces.

Looking up, I noticed he was all in her face as she giggled at his antics. Hell naw! Telling Jakari to hold down the line, I made my way over to break up their lil happy time. "Ahahaha!" I chuckled obnoxiously as she cast a cold glare in my direction. "Ain't this beautiful? My old friend and my girl, who would have thought?" “Nigga I’m not your girl. Move!" "Nahhhh, I wanna know what's so funny? Shiiiiit, I like to laugh." "I see you two need to talk. Kiki, I'll text you the address to that after party." "Bet thank you so much, Tee." "Anytime, beautiful." He smiled kissing her hand before throwing a smug look my way and walking off. "Kierra, what the fuck is that about?" "I don’t have to explain shit to you, bye Erik." "Will you stop walking away from this?! From us?" "You left us behind when you fucked that bitch and got her pregnant!" Sighing, I closed my eyes and nodded. "I understand, Kiki. I made a mistake but I give you my word that I've changed. Why can't you see that?" "Because this isn't the first time you've given your word and lied to my face." She murmured quickly wiping her face and walking off.

Terry

Watching Kierra as she stood off to the side sulking, I shook my head. That nigga still a fucking clown, I see. Walking up to her, I tapped her on the shoulder causing her to look up from her red cup. "Why you over here frowning, man?" "I don't really wanna talk about it, Tee." She frowned waving me off. Moving in front of her, I tilted her chin with the tip of my fingertips as I stared into her beautiful eyes. "Kierra, I've known yo ass since diapers so allow me to say this shit and take heed to my advice... fuck that weak ass nigga. I mean that shit from the bottom of my heart. You doing all this huffin' and puffin' when you could be getting that juicy ass pussy ate from the back. Now stop whining over this man and go get you some." I spat sincerely her eyes glazed over.

Watching her carefully to see if she would take heed to my message, she slowly played with her fingers before staring up at my lips. Heaving a sigh, she reached up and brought my mouth to hers in a deep, sensual kiss. Feeling the electricity crackling off of her body, I seized the moment and reached down squeezing her ass as I had dreamt of doing for years. Moaning sweetly, she gripped my camo pants yanking me closer to her as I bit her lip. "Wait, wait. Not here. Pop up to the after party." "I definitely will. Bring your fine ass friend too." She smiled biting her lip as she pointed behind me. "Shiiiit, which one?" I asked as she gazed over at Keem, Dwayne, and Duke. "Mmmmm, how bout you pick. Surprise me." She smirked kissing my cheek as I bit my lip and smacked her ass while she walked away. Chuckling to myself, I looked up and watched as Erik glared at me along with his lame ass bros, Lando, Jordan, and Rome. "Aye, Duke!" "Wassup, bruh?" "We got some shit to handle tonight." "Aii, bet that up."

**AN HOUR LATER**

Kierra

Walking into the after party at the Que house as the music boomed from the speakers, I watched the sexy bodies grind and gyrate on the main floor as drunken classmates continued living their best life. Watching Terry's fine ass emerge from the kitchen, I licked my bottom lip as his eyes found mine causing him to come closer. Wrapping his strong hands around my waist, he smirked leaning down to my ear to talk over the beat. "Glad you could make it." "Me too." I giggled before feeling chills as his lips gently caressed my neck. "Damn, you smell so fucking good, girl. Always got that vanilla shit on." He husked as I giggled harder. "I'm forreal, girl. Be making a nigga wanna bite yo fine ass." "What's stopping you?" I got serious challenging him as he walked further up on me. Gesturing him forward with my index finger, I gasped as he tossed me over his broad shoulders and glided up the stairs.

Making it into his bedroom, he placed me on my feet before encasing me in a breathtakingly sultry kiss. Exploring each other's mouths, I whimpered as he squeezed my tender breasts and backed me toward the bed. "I been waiting a long time to touch you." He praised slowly undressing me to reveal the lingerie I had changed into before arriving. Thank God I got my monthly maintenance done a few days ago. "Fuuuuuck, Kiki." He groaned making love to me with his gaze as I did a slow twirl for him. "I'm bout to fuck the everlasting shit out of you, girl." "Not so fast, baby. Where's your back up?" Smirking deviously, he let out a deep gutted 'augh' before his homeboy walked in locking the door. "Mmmm, I love a little chocolate with my caramel. What's your name, baby?" "I'm Duke." "Ouuu, I like that. Show me your best neck roll, Duke." Watching him stick out his thick pink tongue, he slowly recoiled rolling his neck and shoulders as I bit my nail. "Very impressive. Now let's see you put that tongue to use."

****

"Fuuuuuuuck, Daddy!!! Eat that shit just like that!" I cried out grinding on Duke's wonderful tongue as I resumed sucking off Terry. I was in agonizing bliss as he gripped and yanked at my hair. I'm already knowing Tasha gone have a field day when I go to my next hair appointment! "Fuck, you eating that dick up so good, Mama. That nasty fucking mouth." He praised smacking my cheek before gripping my chin and the back of my head to hold me in place. "Don't you fucking run." He seethed slowly sliding his tip to touch the back of my throat as tears and snot rained and down my face. Finally freeing me, he continued smacking my face as I shivered on top of Duke's face. I was in fucked out heaven with no desire to return earth side as his tongue made love to my aching clit.

Taken out of my trance as Tee grabbed my throat, he told me to open up before spitting in my mouth and kissing me roughly. Grinding my waist from the sensation of the kiss, I felt his buddy massaging my juicy ass. "Mmmm, eat it baby!" I moaned reaching back to grip and jerk Duke's member in my hand as my climax rumbled from within. "Nah, you using the wrong shit to grip with, shawty." Duke smiled licking my essence off his lips and he tapped me to lean up. Slipping up off of him, we changed places as I arched my ass high in the air for Terry and started to suck Dee off. Using his paddle to lash my behind, I shook under his powerful 'love taps' before he massaged his tip against my opening. "Damn, baby, stop teasing! Where's the big dawg at?" "He right fucking here, girl, don't play wit me." "Let me pet that dawg then." I mewled reaching between my legs to stroke him before eyeing Duke as I throated him deeply. "You a muhfuckin' tease you know that?" Duke realized. "It's part of my major." "Oh really? I got something for that." Tee chimed before slamming into me. "Damn, Daddy, that's all you got?" I smirked knowing it would wake up the beast. Chuckling deeply, he gripped both of my wrists before power driving me while Duke held onto my head. "Mmmmm!!" "Nahhhh, where's allat back talk, baby? You wanted the big dawgs, come and get 'em."

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[sithfox]

A playlist I made of both canonical in-universe music and fan-made songs, in Basic and Huttese both. All songs are something your blorbo could feasibly hear on the radio ❤️ Happy listening!

[greensolsikke]

I love reading all of your concert reports, so I'll have a try myself for Joker Out in Cologne Kantine at 24th of March.

- I had an EE ticket and arrived around 13 o'clock. There was a queue already, but not too wild (got number 59).

- the weather was quite unsteady, with lots of wind and occasional rain. Lots of umbrellas and rain covers.

- the queuing started around 17:30 o'clock, early entry was allowed in around 18:30 o'clock.

- Sound check was lovely. The boys were in a good mood. Bojan explained about what the procedures of soundcheck. And we got a Nace + Jan jamming session. They played two songs - Dopamin and Proti Toku.

- Sector 5 started as an opening band. They played really well and were energetic on stage. Some people started singing along

- JC Stewart was a total contrast to them, being alone on stage with only his acoustic guitar. His songs were really powerful and full of emotions.

- The JO performance was amazing. They were so energetic, cheerful and seemed to have a great time. Kris seemed to take it a bit slower - he might still be sick

- Looots of Jance action, smirks and heart eyes. Jan leaning his head to Nace's chest, them screaming at each other, Nace nearly kissing Jan. That was a 5 star girl (gn) dinner

- Bojan as a fairy with pink wings, taking his job really seriously. Kris wore a tiny crown with a veil, Jan a fluffy tiara

- During Metulji, they both wore butterfly head crowns and Bojan had his fairy wings back on. He cracked up seeing people do the Macarena during the song, but caught himself again.

- Jan's guitar was somehow out of tune. They stopped the song and he tried fixing it by himself. During the second try, he went rushing to Kiki to exchange guitars.

- Umazane Misli "only" had a few people singing. I remember a really well-sung German version, Russian, Dutch (?) and of course Slovene. Bojan was in the crowd with Vita, encouraging the singers. Sector 5 was in the crowd as well, and the singer

- Jan dancing Macarena during UM and taught it to Nace. Bojan parted the sea crowd and made us take turns in singing UM

- Jure was an absolute beast on the drums. It was so intense

- after the concert we waited outside for the boys to come out. Jan eventually came and took pictures. Jure was hanging out with the people from Sector 5

All in all a wonderful concert experience. Can't wait for Munich tomorrow

[jokeroutsubs]

Interview with Joker Out's member Nace Jordan, from Slovenian magazine Kranjčanka!

"Enriched by a special experience"

We caught up with Nace Jordan, bassist of Joker Out, a week or so after the Eurovision show in Liverpool, a few days after the show in Zagreb, and just before they left for the show in Dublin, where they sold out their first show in twenty minutes… On stage, they kept company to the Irish performers.

The fact that this guy, who is otherwise from Mlaka (T.N: small village near Kranj), is fully booked, can be confirmed by telling you that he moved into a new flat in March of this year - he has been living in Ljubljana for some time now - but he has spent less than 14 days there until it was time for the Eurovision Song Contest. He still returns to Kranj at least twice a week to visit his mother and to stay true to himself: he decided to get a personal trainer a while ago, so now he also goes to Kranj to train there.

Nace Jordan came into contact with music in primary school. He first played the guitar, which he soon replaced with the bass guitar. "Around the fifth grade of primary school (T.N: 10-11 years old), I became interested in instruments and a classmate and I decided to start a music group. He bought a drum set and I bought an electric guitar. Then we quickly saw that there were no bass players. So I sold the guitar and bought a bass guitar," he explains. He has no formal musical training, but says he has been lucky that wherever he has gone in life, there has always been a good mentor who has been able to guide him.

I: How long did this primary school group last?

N: In those days it was a well-known Kranj band called Success. We did a lot of gigs. It's interesting that all the band members from that time are now living off music. They are, for example, the guitarist Nejc Ušlakar, Tajda Jovanović - also from Mlaka - who is a top classical singer and used to sing at the famous Scala in Milan; if I am not mistaken, she is now teaching classical singing in Dubai. We just created an environment for ourselves and stayed in music. The drummer and keyboard player, Alja�� Bernik and Miha Petrovič, have, for example, a very successful wedding band, called Pop Deluxe.

I: What came after primary school? (* (T.N: In Slovenia, primary school lasts for 9 years, from ages 6-15)

N: I enrolled at the then Iskra University, majoring in mechatronics, but just before graduation I started working - actually playing on a cruiser. By some chance I found myself at a jam session open mind in Kranj, where the Kranj drummer Rok Rozman was looking for someone to go on the boat with him. He was impressed with me, I auditioned and of course they weren't very happy at home when I confronted them with the fact that I was going to take my final exams the following year. I was just 18 years old.

I: Was that a cruise ship?

N: Yes. We were travelling in the Baltic Ocean. I remember that we started in Germany, in a port north of Hamburg, then continued on to Gdansk, St Petersburg and to the Scandinavian countries.

l: That was probably the only time you've been on a cruise ship of that kind, a tourist cruise ship?

I've had a lot of people ask me if I would ever go on holiday on a cruise ship. Probably not. But I would go and have another look at the one I played on.

I: When you came back to Slovenia, did you graduate from high school? N: I didn't and I still regret it a little bit. When I came back from the ship, I started working with the singer Katarina Malo. During that time, I was also taken under the wing of two musicians from Primorska (T.N.: a region in the South-Western part of Slovenia) - that's what I mentioned: I found myself somewhere and then a mentor came along. I learned a lot from them. They were David Morgan and Denis Beganovic - Kiki. The first one is a top jazz drummer from the coastal area, he organises a lot of stuff, and he also plays with Avtomobili (T.N. slovenian band), I think he even played with Plestenjak (T.N. Jan Plestenjak, a famous Slovenian pop singer) at one point. Whereas Kiki is a multi-instrumentalist. He's an extraordinary talent. He has worked with Kanzyani and other famous DJs and musicians from abroad. He has made a lot of music, and he also led the Big Band from the coastal region. That was a really nice period for me. I even moved to the coastal region for a short period.

I: Why music, why not football?

N: Certainly not football (laughs). It's the sport I'm least talented in, or rather, all ball sports fall into that context - be it table tennis or football; and, even though my surname is Jordan, I'm the worst basketball player in the world (laughs). Just two days ago, I met my first grade teacher, and of course the topic of music and Eurovision came up. She told me that she knew even back then that school was not for me, but that I would definitely do something creative in my life. It brought back memories of how bored I was at school and how I would rather draw under my desk than listen, even though I was not a bad student.

I: You haven't been a member of Joker Out for long.

N: Since last year. Martin Jurkovič, the original bass player, felt at some point that music was not his main path. He is also an extremely talented programmer and is studying in that direction. He wants to study abroad and decided to finish that chapter. I knew the lead singer of the band, Bojan, from some mutual friend groups before, and the guys were looking for someone who was around their age, professional, good at what they do, and they thought of me. And Martin was in favour of me coming into the group instead of him.

I: And did you imagine that the band would continue the way it did?

N: From the beginning I went into the band with a bit of hesitation. I even suggested a test period. I had learnt that there has to be chemistry between the members. And if we didn't get along with each other the way we do, we wouldn't have performed on the Eurovision stage. We would have had a fight otherwise.

I: Do you spend a lot of time together?

N: First there were the Eurovision showcase concerts, and now there is the summer concert tour in Slovenia. We also have quite a few problems, because we get a lot of calls from abroad. It's logistically difficult, so we're looking for a solution to link some of the concerts to the tour. After the Eurovision Song Contest, we really started to get noticed abroad.

I: Was this your first Eurovision Song Contest?

N: Yes. But I have been to EMA (slovenian national selection for ESC) several times before.

I: Was it as you imagined it would be?

N: Even better. I can say that everyone who has been through this kind of experience has told us that it will be really tough: there will be a lot of work, but that we should also expect crazy parties. But in the end, it was much less exhausting than we expected. In fact, we had such a busy schedule beforehand that Eurovision itself was almost easier for us afterwards. We were practically in the Arena for five days, the rest was socialising, interviews and other commitments. In principle, we like that.

I: You seemed to be well received.

N: We were lucky enough to have connected with practically all the performers. We were always in a good mood, which was seen and felt both in the performances and in the interviews, during the statements. We came home really enriched by a special experience. And it was really nice to see how the people at home supported us. After the first semi-final, we got some footage of how they were watching us and we were just amazed how behind Bežigrad (Ljubljana district), let's say, they watched the first semi-final show in an organised way. The energy was crazy, like at a match.

I: What about Liverpool? Was there any time to "play tourists"?

N: During Eurovision, not really. We were in Liverpool before, because we were shooting a video. I think it was after Barcelona, and we did a lot of walking around the city then. For those who like the Beatles, Liverpool is great.

I : How did it come about that you went to Eurovision in the first place?

N : When I came into the group, the guys and I immediately started talking about whether we would go to this year's EMAs. We decided to go. We knew we would definitely be one of the favourites because we have a really big and extremely loyal audience. Well, then the EMA didn't happen. The jury decided to make their own choice, from the five entries who had the most songs of the week during that year. And I think only two of us ended up applying. There was no EMA, and they sent us to Liverpool.

I: You mostly use Slovenian in your songs.

N: Of course. We have a few songs in English, but we mostly sing in Slovenian. We were talking about how we would work going forwards, and we agreed not to bother with the language. We are proud of our Slovenian language. It's really something beautiful when you see an adult Peruvian man or a five-year-old Spanish girl singing our song in Slovenian. In that moment you understand the athletes and you are proud to be Slovenian.

I: How is it on the street? Do people recognise you? You often hear: is that the bass player of Joker Out?

N: Yes, quite. Most of the time it's people who say something nice to you, or want a selfie. Of course, there are also some "admirers" who stick gum all over my car or leave messages. There's a good side and a bad side to being a public personality. Sometimes it requires of you to spend three hours taking photos - but if you enjoy doing something, that's not a problem either.

I: Do you think that it is actually the fact that you get along well in a group that "pulls" in the audience?

N: The energy between us is definitely something that is contagious. I don't know if it's what makes the audience really like us, but it's something that puts even someone who is in a bad mood in a good mood.

Translation by @kurooscoffee (jokeroutsubs). DO NOT REPOST!

[mekachu04]

17. Sacrifice

Kidd - 18 | Killer - 22 | Heat - 23

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Food Issues coming up again

yeah, all these assholes had some kind of eating disorder at one point

vague references to starvation, overeating, and eating rotten food

Killer struggles to throw rotten food out

Kidd does too but actually manages to go through with it

Read at A03 linked above or here below cut

Drabbles from Pocket Jack's KiKi-tober Prompt list

Kidd had slept though breakfast - which was not unusual for him - and had wandered down to the galley to pilfer a snack as Pomp & UK cleaned up after the meal. And if Killer was not to busy prepping for lunch, to get the man to make him something personally.

And he planned it perfectly it seemed, because Killer was indeed standing causally at the kitchen counter. He had his notebook out; Killer had his own means of how his thought a kitchen should be run, but so far there's been no real complaints and everyone been well fed. Killer's seasoning work was hit or miss, seeing as he wanted to try every mix or herb or spice with very little experience to back it up.

But it had flavour, and the flavour wasn't penicillin.

At the moment, Killer was repeatedly tapping the pen against the counter in his right, studying something in his left.

"What's up?"

"Its gone bad..."

Kidd paused, looking at his first mate in confusion. He thought Killer was doing meal planning, or inventory or something. That 'gone bad' was a problem, but Killer's voice was distant and almost a little lost.

"How bad?"

Killer's head turned slightly, and he lifted his hand up enough for Kidd to see he was holding a jar of something. He was unreadable behind the mask for most, but Kidd could tell it was worse then the normal stoicism he like to pretend he had once it was on... This was a different quiet - like he was stuck.

Kidd came over to peer into the jar, Killer tilted it to him to see. It was a jar of fruit preserves, still about a third full. The jam itself looked fine, but the sides had begun to grow over with soft wispy mold.

"Do we have more?"

"Different fruit, but yeah."

"The other one still good?"

"Still sealed, so it should be fine."

Kidd made an executive decision then, and took the jar and table knife from Killer.

Killer handed both other with no hesitation.

Kidd left the galley.

Every part of him was trying to get him to turn back around - they could spoon out the bottom still, that was at least four more sandwiches at the bottom. Six if they were for some of the smaller members of the crew. And they had a big crew right now - nearly thirty strong and almost all of them having run with at least one of the four commanders back on the island.

Thirty mouths, at least three times a day. Figuring in the night squad, Killer was feeding a platoon of people four times a day, a meal of some kind on the table every 6 hours. UK had been stepping up and assisting him so the man didn't burn out, familiar enough with Killer to navigate his idiosyncrasies without stepping on any toes. And House, Mosh, Pomp, and Disc J had stepped up from the other gangs to form the Punks' mess hall squad. But it was still thirty people.

It didn't matter how well stocked they were, there was always that fear that the next time they turned around, the pantry would be empty. They'd all grown up with it, all of them living through days of not being sure where the next meal was coming from. Years of getting their hands on just enough food to make it to the next day but never enough to stop feeling hungry.

Kidd contemplated the jar again once he stepped out on deck, an uncertain shadow named Killer trailing behind him. They'd all made themselves to sick in those early days, dropping obscene amounts of money at taverns in those first few ports. They had no idea what shit was worth once off the island, nor had they cared, eating themselves well past the point of sick. It had taken them all the way to Reverse Mountain to finally start to get a handle on things and Heat had worked with Killer, the two making remarkable progress getting everyone on responsible eating habitats.

Still didn't mean there wasn't severe hang ups lurking under the surface.

Heat had been making his way the crow's nest for his shift, and paused to watch the two of them. Watched the jittery way Killer followed. Watched the jar in Captain's hand.

Kidd stood at the railing, touching the 'good' jam at the bottom with the table knife. Six people! his head was screaming, and he was surprised how hard to was to finally stir it up, loosening the jam and mold both, mixing them. Inseparable. Before he could think about it, he upended the glass, shaking it until the jam fell loose and into the sea.

He could feel Killer tensing up even without looking at him. He did met Heat's gaze though, the man doing his best to look nonchalant to hid his interest.

He continued to hold Heat's gaze as he handed the empty jar back to Killer. "We don't do that no more. As long as I'm Captain, we will never go back to that."

He looked at Killer then, "If in doubt, throw it out. You don't serve rotten food to my crew," His voice softened, "and you don't eat anything that's gone off ever again. You hear me?"

"Aye Captain." Killer murmured, taking the jar, shoulder's slumping as he lost tension; The responsibility of the choice taken from him.

[rikki-roses]

Fluffy February Day 2: That One Time...

SWTOR

Set during KOTET

Setra woke with a start as the Hope Everlasting's pre-flight systems kicked in. She looked at the clock on her bedside table - it was two in the morning. Far too early for Ceetoo or the maintenance crew to be doing any work. A quiet snore next to her told her that Theron was still asleep. Taking care not to wake him, she crawled out of bed and tiptoed to the cockpit. She didn't bother grabbing a weapon; she had a sneaking feeling that she knew who the mystery intruder was.

Her suspicion was confirmed when she found her nephew, Nico Kallig using the Force to turn on and use various ship systems as he sat in the pilot's chair. Setra and Theron were babysitting him for the week as Kiki and Andronikos had business to attend to on Dromund Kaas, and Nico was supposed to be asleep. Setra was impressed; they hadn't yet started training the seven year old how to use the Force on starship systems yet.

She knelt down next to the boy, quickly using the Force herself to turn off the systems that he'd activated as she wrapped an arm around him.

"Hey, buddy, don't you think it's a bit early for Force practice? Bedtime was at nine, remember?"

The little boy nodded, dwarfed by the pilot's seat - he was due for a growth spurt soon. "I wanted to see if I could, like Mommy did that one time on Florrum."

Setra gently guided the boy to the ship's kitchen. She remembered the incident; it was a few months prior, during what was supposed to be an easy relic excavation. It had just been the twins, Qyzen, and Nico on that trip, and Kiki's ship had technical issues that were beyond Setra's skills to fix with what they had on hand. Setra had just left on the Hope Everlasting when Kiki, in a stroke of genius, figured out how to fix the issue - it ended up being a jam in the engines that Setra had missed when running diagnostics.

"And that's totally understandable, bud. But maybe wait in the future, for me, Theron, or Qyzen to be awake for it, yeah?"

The boy nodded, contemplative. "But what if all three of you are in trouble, and Mommy and Daddy aren't around?"

Ah. There it is.

Setra gently pulled the boy into a hug. Then we get Aunt Lana or Miss Sana-Rae. You could even call Uncle Gaden-Ko and he'll come from Voss, remember? I appreciate the enthusiasm, but you're seven and it's two in the morning. Now, how do you feel about waffles and a story before I put you back to bed? We got a shipment in of the toaster waffles with walnuts in them?"

Nico cheered up and nearly raced her to the kitchen; Midnight Pancakes was just as much a sacred tradition for him as it was Setra, and waffles were an acceptable substitution. She quickly got him situated with his waffles and a cup of sleepy tea, and was leaning against the wall watching when Theron stepped up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist. He kept his voice low, mouth close to her ear.

"Rough night, I take it? Kiki gets back day after tomorrow, yeah?"

Setra nodded slightly, keeping her voice equally low. "They're going to try and come in late tomorrow night; the girls caught a stomach bug. I was thinking a movie marathon tomorrow? Dawn of the Undead Living movies, shouldn't be too gory for him?"

Theron kissed her neck. "Sounds good, we haven't done a movie marathon with him recently. I'm not sure I've even seen those movies yet."

Setra turned around to kiss him properly, a cheeky grin forming. "Oho, we are going to have fun tomorrow then."

[romeoandjulietyouwish]

awhh rock band au vaxleth having a little girl is so sweet, all the lullabies! vax sitting in the nursery late at night softly playing guitar for hours. all the songs written for and about her, just adorable!

Just picture their baby have half of her wardrobe being VM t-shirts and onesies <3

And imagine Kiki and Vax just having a little jam sesh with Birdie sitting on her playmat and just staring up at her parents with a big smile and just giggling the whole time.

[rodolfoparras]

first of all: all female readers reading content clearly not meant for them and then having the audacity to comment mean shit under those fics are absolute dimwits and should be treated as such. I don’t drink a bottle of acid that says ‘don’t drink’ and then complain about nearly dying, that is just so stupid. Just let mlm writers in peace, they already carter to a smaller audience anyway.

second, I live in Germany, and trying to sell anything here is just so much effort (all the memes about Germans and paperwork are true, I had to fill out four different forms just to own a stand at a flea market last year) so we’re probs just gonna feed the entire neighbourhood with plums for the next couple weeks, or sell it at the next neighbourhood market. And my dad’s started making plum liquor, cooking jam and making pies while a lot of the plum slices just get frosted.

Bear is literally being feed pure plum by now, this man exists purely on plum

bear momma (very nice little lady, ten outta ten mother-in-law although I ain’t marred yet) gets jam and plums too

and a few new friends are getting jam as well, I delivered it on my bike like ‘Kiki’s little delivery Service’

anyway, Wolverine and Deadpool…. Are giving me a brainrot no man should have…. Wolverine on a cross….. mmmmhhh…. (Bear is trapped in the same mindset, mutual in-loveness with Hugh Jackmans hairy abs)

🛶 anon <3

Genuinely being a male reader inserter writer has been one of the strangest things solely because of incidents like these 😭 like I would never go onto a fem reader insert fic and comment how gross the content is like it’s clearly not meant for me?😭 and then you’ll have ppl getting mad that I’m making a character gay when 99% of the time their sexuality isn’t of significance 😭

Also such a shame you can’t sell it without having to deal with tons of paperwork 😪 and also such a shame I’m so far away bc I would love some delicious plum, plum jam and plum juice!!! And to have it delivered by you in kiki delivery service style !!!

Oh to have my own bear that I can just feed with fruit picked from my very own garden😪

SEE HE GETS IT AS WELL need Wolverines belly round and full of my children I mean who said that not me