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2chopsticks2eyes · 2 years ago

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Limbo

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Pairing: Lee Minho/Lee Know x Han Jisung/Han

Themes: Smut, Pining, Fluff

Word Count: ~9k | AO3

Warnings: Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Cussing, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Creampie, Unprotected Sex (but, for real, wrap that shit up)

Summary: Minho has been longing for Jisung since the first time he met him and (with help from Bang Chan and Changbin) Jisung starts to catch on from the new song his best friend wrote.

Author's Note: I am delulu for Minsung. Just for fun guys (and for my own personal guilty pleasure). I have linked platforms with AO3 and Twitter too. Hope you enjoy!

(Lyric translation by GENIUS)

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“Our story was beautiful

You left me with a memory

Please don't forget that it means more than this

Wander through a long day

The night begins again

There are many things that I can't say, yeah

I don't get sick in my dreams

I want to call you quietly

The moment I wish I couldn't forget

Will it go back the way we used to be?

I know it'll change with just one word

The words I couldn't tell you

Lock me in this dream, please don't let me go”

-Limbo by Lee Know (Lee Minho)

- - - - - NOW - - - - -

Chan was attentive. Changbin was absorbed. And Jisung was absolutely gobsmacked. 3RACHA was more than eager once the other member’s songs came to them to listen to and they quickly went down the list, starting with - you guessed it - Lee Minho.

Not a single one of them had expected such a unique rock-ballad to be chosen by the lead dancer, moreso expecting a hip-hop vibe that would have some sick choreo potential.

To say the three of them were surprised would be an understatement. Of course they were mildly both confused and amused by the ending of the song, but it switched to endearment as Chan pointed out that ‘that is definitely Lee Know’s style’. They listened once again to the encapsulating melody and Chan and Changbin gave each other a knowing look when they focused on the lyrics.

Minho was in a hopeless battle of his probable unrequited love for Jisung and only Chan and Changbin had the eyes to notice it. They also noticed that a certain quokka was still speechless from the captivating track they were dissecting.

“You okay there Sung?” Changbin tried to hold back his amusement as he tried to bring the youngest producer back to earth.

“Huh, what? Yeah. I agree. Totally…” Jisung said as he shook himself to consciousness and scratched the back of his neck. Chan and Changbin couldn’t hide their choked back laughter as Jisung was still in la la land.

“So, Han-ah.” Chan blurted to grab the boy’s attention. “How do you feel about the lyrics? What do you think he was referring to? Hm?” Chan’s dimples betrayed his hidden smirk.

Jisung inexplicably widened his eyes as he looked at his smiling hyungs. “Oh… um…” He huffed out a half laugh, half scoff and ran his fingers through his hair as he stood up. “I dunno, man. No one can figure out what’s in that guy’s head. Right?” He nervously chuckled.

“Oh I don’t know about that. I think he can be very transparent sometimes. Don’t you think, Channie-hyung?” Changbin wasn’t even attempting to hide his giddy smile as he turned back to his leader.

“I agree! I think you should go ask Minho about it if you can’t interpret it yourself.” His smile grew wicked. “Besides…” He patted Changbin’s shoulder. “What kind of producers would we be if we couldn’t even understand our own songs?”

Jisung looked like a deer in the headlights, but quickly regained his forced confident composure. “For sure! Yeah… I’ll, uh. I’ll go do that… now? I guess I'll catch up with you guys on the rest tomorrow…”

“Oh absolutely! Let us know what he says!” Changbin jovially shouted at Jisung’s quickly retreating form before the door closed. “I think we are finally done dragging the chain hyung.” Changbin said with a coy look and a high five with Chan.

“And it’s about damned time too! You would think that Jisung would have pulled his head out of his ass four years ago!” Chan guffawed.

“You know him. Jisung prefers to stay blissfully ignorant.”

- - - - - THEN - - - - -

Minho denied it at first. He convinced himself that sure, he knew Jisung was closer to him than the others, but that’s because they were best friends. He knew that he would die for him in a heartbeat and have no regrets about it.

When Jisung was happy, he was happy. When Jisung was sad, he was sad. And when the younger one looked at him with a smile, Minho didn’t care about anything else in the whole world.

He slowly started to notice that his feelings were probably somewhat deeper. Like when people started calling them “soulmates” he would get an indescribable jolt of glee run up his spine. He wanted to be special to Han because Han had always been special to him.

Sometimes, when Jisung was having a particularly bad day or he was feeling overwhelmed, he would crawl into bed with Minho at night so he could cry into his hyung’s warm embrace as he drifted off to sleep. Minho would never not be there for him. The thought of his Hannie being anything but happy made him want to hold him even tighter and never let go.

Minho knew for sure that he loved Jisung only a year after their debut. The realization came to him at the most random time, too. All he was doing was hanging out with the group backstage before a concert. He was on his phone on the sofa and he heard the beautiful sound of his Hannie's laugh. Jovial and contagious.

He looked up at him and he was suddenly frozen in place. There was nothing particularly different from normal circumstances. The younger man was still in his regular clothes, sitting next to Hyunjin as he laughed at the tall dancer’s dramatics. He didn’t even have his hair or makeup done yet.

But that is what stunned Minho. He was just so perfectly… Jisung.

The way his legs always turned in like an anime character when he sat down. How his waist was so small that it rivaled only one of Minho’s thighs. How he could look like the most precious and adorable being one moment, and then the sexiest motherfucker on the planet the next. And most of all, the way his smile, laugh, or face in general lit up the whole room when he walked in.

He was beautiful.

He was so beautiful. And Minho loved him. Minho loved his band member, best friend, and soulmate… and that scared the shit out of him.

No matter how hard he tried to distance himself after his revelation, Jisung always dragged him back into his orbit by not letting the elder hide for too long. And, if he was honest with himself, it pained him to be away from his soulmate for any length of time. Both mentally and physically. The amount of times that the elder had to “choke the chicken” to the thought of Han was almost embarrassing to him.

On a night just like any other, the young quokka unexpectedly crawled into bed with Minho again. However, Jisung didn’t say a word. He just pulled back the covers once Minho made room for him and snuggled himself in, stuffing his head into Minho’s chest and under his chin while they wrapped their arms around each other.

“Hannie?” Minho quietly whispered after a while, trying not to disturb his roommates.

“Hm?” He could hear that the boy was already being pulled into dreamland.

“Are you alright, jagi?” Minho ran his hand up and down the boy’s back as the younger squeezed him tighter.

“Mhm…” Jisung yawned. “I just wanted to snuggle tonight.” Minho’s heart ached and the boy looked up at him. “Is that okay, hyung?”

Minho was hypnotized by the round doe eyes that peered back at him and he had to remind himself that he needed to answer. His face softened and a warm smile grew on his face. He caressed the back of Han’s head and daringly pressed a small kiss on his forehead. As much as it pained him to say it, he relented. “Of course Hannie. Any time.”

The boy hummed with content as he buried himself back into his hyung’s chest and quickly drifted off to sleep when the elder pulled him closer.

Minho’s voice was barely a whisper as he buried his cheek in the boy’s soft, brown hair. “I love you so much, Hannie…” A single tear rolled off the side of his face and onto the pillow beneath him, quickly seeping into the fabric to minutely hide the evidence.

- - - - - - - - - -

Minho felt like his whole world came crashing down when he discovered that they were about to live separately. YEARS of pining, longing, and torturing himself by gluing himself to Jisung was about to end, and Minho HATED it.

Endless amounts of pent up frustration exploded like a match to oil and the members were taking the blow. They had to deal with Minho’s wrath from even the tiniest of triggers.

“Jisung, go fucking talk to him.”

“What?! Why do I have to go?!” The young rapper responded to his leader, exasperated.

“Because this is all because of you!” Changbin threw his hands in the air, pissed about just having been the most recent victim of one of Minho’s tantrums.

“What?! How?!”

“Ji, think about it. You are his best friend. His literal soulmate. You can’t tell us that you aren’t equally as pissed about the news.”

He just crossed his arms and looked down to avoid the scrutiny of his hyungs.

“Please talk to him. You’re the only one he will listen to.” Chan put a consoling hand on Jisung’s shoulder and the younger one pitifully nodded.

Jisung knew the only way to make his hyung happy, and that was through his stomach.

He peeked his head behind the curtain to Minho’s bunk with a convincing grin and Minho just looked up from his phone to glare daggers back at him, still frustrated from his squabble with the boy’s fellow RACHA member.

“Hey hyuuuung.” Jisung took it upon himself to swoop in and jump on top of Minho, making the elder grunt from the weight on his chest.

“Jisung, what the fuck?” The man choked out.

“Lino-hyung come eat with me!” The boy looked up at him from where he had plopped down on his stomach with a cheeky grin.

“No.” Minho blatantly said as he returned his attention to his phone.

Jisung pouted his lip and propped his chin up on the device between them. “Oh c’mon, hyung. Don’t be like that!”

“I’m not being like anything. I just don’t want to get out.” Lies.

Jisung huffed and scooted up further on Minho’s chest, promptly squishing the phone between their bodies as the younger wrapped his arms around the other’s neck. Minho was sure his face must have been impossibly red from their proximity and it took everything in his power not to pop a boner as Jisung laid down the length of his body.

“Fine.” Jisung huffed, hugging the man tighter. “Then can I just lay here and cuddle with you? You haven’t let me in ages!” Jisung pouted and Minho felt the sharp pain of guilt in his chest.

He stayed quiet as he turned his head away. The silence dragged on between them until Jisung laid his head down on Minho’s chest, startling the elder.

“You know I didn’t want this either, right?” His voice was slightly muffled from where it was buried in Minho’s chest. “I really don’t want to live without you hyung. Y-you’re my best friend. I ca– I can’t…”

That’s when Minho felt the hot liquid of tears seep through his clothing onto his skin and he instantly panicked. “H-Hannie…” He tried to pull the boy’s head up to look at him, but Han kept his face glued to the soaked shirt.

“P-please h-hyung… d-don’t hate me!” He sobbed the last few words and Minho felt like his heart had broken into a million pieces.

“No! No! Hannie. Please look at me, jagi…” Minho cupped the boy’s cheeks as he looked up at him with red eyes and a quivering lip. “Listen to me. I could never, NEVER, hate you. You hear me? There is nothing you could do to make me love you any less.”

It seemed like both of the boy’s ears perked up at the same time at the unexpected word, but neither one decided to address it. Instead, Jisung wiggled up even further to properly hug Minho with his face buried in the crook of his neck.

“Promise you’ll come visit?”

“Promise…”

- - - - - - - - - -

“Do you still think I’m your soulmate?” Minho didn’t even think that topic was even in question. It had always been established, why was Han questioning it now? YEARS had gone by, but Minho’s desires for the boy never wavered. His love burned just as bright.

Minho felt a dark cloud over him that day as he realized that he might be drifting apart from the love of his life. He felt like the world was crashing down on him because while Han was everything to Minho, Minho was steadily becoming nothing to Han…

Han had said he wanted to hear Lee Know sing a ballad in that same 2 Kids Room shoot. Fine. Minho would tell him everything he wanted to say… just not directly…

- - - - - NOW - - - - -

Jisung took a deep breath as he stared at the door to Minho’s room. He had given himself a mental pep talk when the last inhabitant of the dorm, Seungmin, hastily left with a wide smile when he saw Jisung enter, leaving Jisung alone in the dorm with Minho…

Minho had been especially distant lately and Jisung had been more and more depressed that his hyung no longer adored him as much as he adored his hyung. Minho had always been the warmth that Jisung needed in his life. And although he was terrified to confront him, scared to know that he was moving on, Han was resolute in his quest to talk to his best friend, his soulmate, about his deep and complex lyrics.

Three knocks. “Fuck off, Seungmin. I told you I’m not going to talk to him.” Jisung’s heart ached because he knew exactly who his elder was referring to.

He slightly cleared his throat. “U-um. It’s Jisung… Can I come in?” Silence…

A bit of shuffling was heard followed by a bit more silence…

The door swung open and there was Minho, in all of his bed-headed glory, staring down at the quokka as if he had been caught with his pants down. “H-hey Jisungie! I-I wasn’t expecting you…” Minho was clad in nothing but a pair of sweatpants and blood rushed to Jisung’s face.

He could tell that Minho had definitely been working on his fitness.

Jisung couldn’t look him in the eye, but the only other place his eyes would involuntarily drift to was the elder’s impressive pecs. He started to shoot his eyes every which way as he panicked. “U-um y-yeah… I uh…” His eyes flickered to Minho’s equally flushed face. “I wanted to chill with you, can I– uhm… can I come in?”

What the fuck? Why was he being so weird? He usually just waltzed on in and made himself at home, even ignoring his hyung’s protests if there ever were any. “What? Oh. Yeah, sure!” Minho looked like he had just pulled his mind out of the void when he responded and stepped to the side.

Jisung didn’t plop down on the bed like he always did. He didn’t go grab Minho’s laptop to pull up a movie for them to watch. In fact, once he was standing in the middle of the room, he didn’t even move a muscle.

When Jisung heard the door shut behind them, he couldn’t even find the courage to look at his beloved Lino. “Hannie?...” Minho’s melodic voice rang from behind him, but he still couldn’t move a muscle, his head dipped down and his eyes stayed glued to the floor.

Why was he being like this? This was his best friend in the whole world, but why was his heart hurting so much? This awkward tension, the distancing, the fact that he hadn’t gone out with Minho anywhere where it was just the two of them like they always do. Well… like they used to do…

Jisung always wanted to address it with him, but when they were together, Minho would always find something to distract himself. All Jisung was able to do was sit there and stare at his beautiful hyung, the most handsome person in the world…

Why did he feel this way?

“Hey… Sungie?” While Jisung had zoned out, Minho had apparently walked around him to face him. The boy only snapped his head up when the elder gently placed his hands on Jisung’s shoulders, sending an exhilarating jolt through his nerves. “Are you okay, jagi? Do you need us to lay down?”

That’s right… they used to cuddle when something bothered Jisung. How could he have forgotten such an important detail? The idea of Minho even thinking of that in this moment had Jisung slumping in pain from the pressure on his chest. Minho didn’t even realize how kind he was. How much Jisung needed him. How much Jisung loved him.

Yes, of course Jisung loved him. He knew for sure that no one could ever be more important in his life than Minho was. That was surely love. And he hated how much it hurt that it wasn’t returned. His hyung was just looking out for his best friend. Nothing more.

Jisung felt like he was knocked over the head with a cinderblock at this revelation and the only thing he could do was stare back at the two black pools of Minho’s irises.

That was when Jisung felt the first salty drop of a tear fall down his face, completely unbidden. Minho’s face morphed into panic. He instantly wrapped the now sobbing quokka in his arms and quickly picked him up and carried him over to the bed. He pulled down the covers, guided Jisung to lay down, and went to grab the warmest blankets they had.

Once he had the boy fully covered and cozy, he slipped in beside him and pulled him tightly against his chest. Jisung was sobbing uncontrollably now as memories of the old days flooded his brain. How did he not see that he always loved his hyung?

The boy dug his face deep into the elders chest. Minho didn’t say anything. He never did when this happened and Jisung was thankful for it. All he needed was to know that he had Minho in his arms until he could think coherently again.

One of Minho’s hands was wrapped around him tightly to slowly rub his back, the other was gliding his fingers through the boy’s hair. They stayed like that for a while, letting Jisung release all of his sorrows into Minho’s naked chest.

“P-please h-hyung! Why are you being like this?!” Jisung lamented as he clenched his fists against the tan skin. “W-why won’t you t-talk to me anymore?! Why do you hate m-me?! I can’t live without you hyung. I ca– I can’t–” Jisung instantly was thrown back to when he said those exact words in this exact type of situation when they were forced to live separately. All Minho responded with was soothing shushes and soft reassurances to calm him down. He knew it was a bad idea to converse when Jisung was in that mindstate.

Slowly, oh so slowly, Jisung’s sobs finally subsided and Minho waited. He always let Jisung break the silence first. It felt like hours of silence and small sniffles from Jisung before he said anything. “H-hyung… what did I do?” While still holding his hyung impossibly tight, Jisung looked up at him with glossy eyes and a quivering lip.

“Oh, my Hannie…” Minho pulled his hand back to wipe away one of Han’s stray tears. “You did absolutely nothing. I’m the one to blame. I’ve been the coward…” Jisung was completely lost. What did he mean by ‘coward’?

Jisung sniffled. “Coward?”

Minho bit his lip and fixed his gaze away from Han’s probing eyes. “I, uh… I’ve just been…” He looked back to lock eyes with Jisung, seemingly debating on saying something. What it was, Jisung had no clue. He eventually looked down with a sigh. “I dunno Hannie, this isn’t about me. I’m just here for you okay? I’m sorry I caused all this.”

But why? Jisung thought. Minho caressed Jisung’s face again and the boy closed his eyes and leaned into it.

More silence.

Jisung thought ‘to hell with it’. “Hyung?” He asked with his eyes still closed. All he got in response was a small hum from the elder while he used his thumb to repeatedly glide over the smooth skin of Jisung’s cheek. “What was your song about?”

Minho instantly froze. His hand went rigid and it seemed like he stopped breathing. After a moment, Han opened his eyes to see a red faced and abashed Minho.

“Lino?” Jisung’s eyebrows drew together almost pleadingly as his balled up fists relaxed and pressed themselves against the dancer’s pecs. Jisung always knew Minho would let him drop honorifics in situations like these.

Minho cleared his throat. “Um…uh, why?” His voice shakily cracked. “I-it’s just a song Sungie…”

Jisung felt like he could cry all over again, but he was mostly frustrated at this point. “That’s bullshit and you know it.” Minho slightly pulled back, aghast at the younger’s outburst, but Jisung wouldn’t let him get far. The younger tangled his legs with the other’s and wrapped his arms around the elder’s neck. “Please, Min. I need to know…”

Jisung was desperate and Minho was at a loss for words.

- - - - - - - - - -

What did he mean he ‘needs to know’? Had he caught on? Minho didn’t know whether he should be terrified or relieved at the thought of Jisung finding out. Of course he wrote the song about him. For him. Anyone with eyes (especially the other RACHA members) would be able to see that. Anyone but Jisung.

Or so he thought.

But why did Jisung pull him closer? Even closer than before? Their faces were merely inches apart and Minho could see every beautiful, microscopic blemish on the boy’s face. He was dazzled by the proximity and at that very moment, he wanted to tell him.

Minho wanted to tell him and everyone else that he was indubitably head over heels in love with Han Jisung, he always was and always will be. He wasn’t afraid to admit it anymore. Fuck the subtlety of the song. If Jisung wanted to know, then he would tell him. Damn the consequences.

“You.”

That’s all he needed to say. The song was about Han Jisung and now that it had left his mouth, it was out in the open for the boy to take as he pleased.

Minho felt like he could breathe for the first time in his life, tens of tons of weight lifted from his chest with just one word. Jisung looked like he had been hit with a realization of a lifetime with the astonished look on his face and Minho wanted to fill the silence for once.

“I dream of you almost every fucking night, Jisungie. I dream of how we used to be. How we could be. And I never want it to end. All I have ever wanted was you and it drives me absolutely fucking batshit crazy how I can’t have that one fucking wish.” He almost sounded pissed with the amount of agony that was behind the words.

Once Minho had got it off his chest, he couldn’t shut his mouth and Jisung just layed there next to him looking like he was shitting bricks.

“I wish I could stay asleep for the rest of my life if that meant I could live that life with you and never have to worry about forgetting it all when I wake. I’ve been acting like a piece of shit because, everytime I see you, I’m reminded that you could never love me as much as I love yo–”

Minho’s ranting was brought to a halt when a pair of soft, pouty lips abruptly collided with his. Minho’s whole body shook like he had just been electrocuted and he was stunned into the stillness of a literal statue.

Jisung’s lips. HAN JISUNG’S LIPS were on his! There was no way this was right. It had to be just some hyper realistic dream, right?

He soon realized that he hadn’t kissed back once he felt the warmth leave his lips. He almost whined at the loss.

“I… I love you too Lino…” Minho’s wide eyes stared down at Jisung’s brown irises. His rosy quokka cheeks. His plump, red lips. Then his face altogether, which looked almost as terrified as he felt only moments before.

“Hannie…” It was barely a whisper, but it didn’t really matter because Minho quickly closed the distance again as he cupped the boy’s cheek with one hand. Now they both were both moving in tandem, their lips sliding against each other gracefully as they tried to pull each other suffocatingly closer.

Years of pent up frustration and longing for the boy had finally been set free and Minho could almost cry from the relief. There’s no way this was real. He pulled away from the kiss and Jisung whimpered, making Minho feel something stir in his core.

“God, please tell me this is real…” Minho’s eyes buzzed around every detail of the boy’s face to ensure that wasn’t the case as his fingers grazed across the skin of the boy’s round cheeks.

What was once a pout on the boy’s face quickly turned into an amused one as he giggled. Without any words, the boy nodded in amusement and then pulled his hyung back in to lock lips once more.

Minho couldn’t hold back anymore. He gently ran his tongue along the boy’s lips between kisses and Jisung gasped when their tongues collided soon thereafter. With his hand still caressing Jisung’s cheek, Minho maneuvered them to an easier position as he laid Han on his back so he could halfway lean over him.

Jisung’s hands slid down from his shoulders and coincidentally brushed over Minho’s nipples on their way to wrap around his back. Minho wanted the earth to swallow him whole when an embarrassing moan escaped his mouth. Goddamn, the sexual frustration he has had to endure must have vamped his sensitivity. He just knew his face was beet red when Jisung pulled back to stare at him in amazement.

However, he didn’t have to suffer much longer because the quokka then decided to pull him back down for a bruising kiss with LOTS of tongue, subtly wandering his hands back to the man’s naked chest again. Of all the times to have him been caught without a shirt on…

He had to hold back his next pathetic moan when he felt another tentative brush of the boy’s thumb against his sensitive bud. He was growing hard embarrassingly quickly and he would die on sight if Jisung caught him with a boner. But the question was whether to stop or keep going…

Jisung apparently decided for the both of them when he pushed his hyung on his back, detaching their lips and moving to straddle him. “Wait! Jisung don’t–!” Shit… it was too late. Minho grunted when Jisung sat right on top of his fully erect cock and both of them wore shocked expressions. “I… I…” Minho was at a loss for words because there was no way in hell to talk himself out of this one.

That was until a glint flashed across Jisung’s eyes and he daringly rolled his hips down. “Ngh!” Minho sounded like he had gotten punched in the gut and his hands flew to Jisung’s tiny waist with a bruising grip. He glared up at the quokka who was sporting a cocky grin. He tried to do it again, but Minho’s hands stilled him. “Han fucking Jisung…”

His breath was shaky and when Jisung leaned closer to hover over him, he could feel that the boy was also sporting a raging boner, and that did NOT help Minho’s predicament. They looked into each other’s eyes as Jisung rolled his hips once more, fighting against the grip on his waist.

Minho’s hips involuntarily bucked up and he saw a sliver of a smile form on the boy’s face before he knelt down to messily lock their lips again. Jisung’s tiny whimpers were painfully adorable and Minho couldn’t help but to want to coax more out of him.

They soon matched in rhythm, with both their mouths and their hips. Their tongues explored each other while rolling their hips frantically. Jisung pulled back to desperately rid himself of his shirt, only to reattach his lips immediately after. He seemed to have no self control and, although he wasn’t in much of a better mindset, Minho needed to do something about it.

“H-Hannie… *ngh* Hannie–” He tried to say between kisses and stifled grunts.

Jisung refused to relent. “Hyung… *ahh* more…” He whined into the kiss.

Minho had to push past the fog of feeling the boy’s bare chest against his own, but he managed to grab Jisung by the shoulders to force him off with a whimper. “Jisungie… we need to stop… y-you don’t know what you’re asking…” He had to close his eyes while saying this because he knew he would be fucked if he looked at those round, pleading eyes. It wasn’t helping that Jisung was still running his hands all along the elder’s chest.

“Lino, p-please… please don’t stop…” Jisung tried to overpower Minho’s grasp on his arms, but the elder was resolute in his decision.

Minho clenched his eyes tighter. “We can’t do this, Sungie… you’ve been crying… you’re not in the right state of mind to make these kinds of decisio–”

“I know what I want, Minho.” Jisung’s voice was firm and it made Minho snap his eyes open. Jisung’s eyebrows were drawn together worriedly and he looked desperate. “I want you, Lino… do you not want me… in that way…?”

Minho quickly sat up to press himself flush with the boy on his lap. “Are you fucking kidding me? Do you know how many times I’ve fucked my fist to the thought of you over these years?” Jisung ducked his head with impossibly flushed cheeks and Minho smirked. “So, yeah, I think I can confidently say I want nothing more than to pound you or be pounded by you right into this very goddamned mattress.”

Jisung’s eyes flew open in bewilderment as he covered his agape mouth with one hand and smacked the elder’s arm with the other. “Minho!”

Minho just guffawed at his reaction and that, in turn, made Jisung start laughing too. “What?! You asked!” Jisung covered his face in embarrassment and Minho just cooed at him as he wrapped his arms around the tiny little waist of his. “Aww c’mon, Hannie. Don’t hide from me jagi!”

When the boy removed his hands, he was glaring back at the elder. Without further ado, he overpowered the elder and pinned him to the mattress by his arms. “You can’t say that kind of shit and expect me to give up. You want me, Lee Minho? You can have me in any which way you want.” Jisung’s eyes were black with desire as he looked down at Minho. “I will do–” The boy kissed his lips “...whatever–” A kiss to his neck “...you–” A messy kiss to one of his nipples “...want–” He ended with a long, lingering kiss right above the hem of Minho’s sweatpants and the man shivered with every single touch.

“F-fuck Hannie…” Minho looked down at Jisung who was looking back up at him from where he had slid down the bed to kneel in between Minho’s legs.

Jisung always liked to act overly confident in situations where he was feeling insecure and only Minho could see when that was. There were the tell-tale signs that Jisung always gave away and he had no clue that his best friend was noticing them.

Minho could see that Jisung’s hands were slightly shaky as he ran them up and down his hyung’s thighs. He noticed that, although his eyes were full of desire, his lips were being gnawed raw. He couldn’t allow himself to let that slide.

Minho gently stilled the slim hands that were on his thighs and sat up, bringing a confused expression to Jisung’s face. “Jagi…” Minho solemnly looked into Jisung’s eyes. “You’re not ready, baby boy…” He felt a jolt of euphoria run through his body from the words that left his own lips, but he had to stay focused.

“I am ready Minnie!” The younger looked down and blushed from the words. When he looked back up, he was pleading. “I-I know that I may not be experienced in ways that you are, but…”

He knew the boy was referring to a conversation he and Minho had a long time ago about how he was still a virgin and how Minho had his fair share of sleeping around as a backup dancer. Minho sure as hell didn’t want Han thinking anything less of himself because of it.

“Hannie, you don’t seriously think that I care about that right? I love you no matter what. I just don’t want you to jump the gun when you aren’t even sure that you… you know… are into guys–”

“You’re right.” Jisung immediately replied, freeing his hands and wrapping his arms around Minho’s neck once again. “I don’t know if I’m gay, you know I’ve always liked girls and that is still true…” Minho felt his heart split. “But I know now that I don’t want anyone anymore unless they are you… You’re not just some dude in my eyes, jagi… you’re my best friend. My soulmate. It doesn’t matter to me what sex you are, because you’re… you.”

Minho’s eyes were wide as they stared back into Jisung’s glistening ones. The boy was slightly shaking and Minho hugged him tighter.

“If you think I’m nervous, I’m not. The anxiety I have right now is only the eagerness from anticipation…” Jisung leaned in and pressed a long, heartfelt kiss against Minho’s lips, making the elder slightly dizzy. Minho tried to chase his lips when he pulled back, but Jisung just pressed his forehead against the elder’s to whisper against his lips. “Please don’t make me beg…”

Minho gently grabbed the boy’s face so he could pull back and look him in the eyes. He scanned them for any fragment of doubt and all he saw was the same desperation that he was feeling himself. His Hannie wanted to make love to him . HAN JISUNG. The boy that he had dreamt about doing this with for years was finally here in his arms asking, no, pleading for it. And who was Minho to disappoint him?

“Okay Hannie.” He could see Jisung’s entire face light up in an instant.

“Okay?” He said with disbelief.

“Yes, baby boy. But you have to behave and listen to me. Okay?”

“Yes!” Jisung nodded frantically as he leapt on Minho again. Minho chuckled as his back hit the mattress and Jisung kissed him all over his face and neck. “I’ll do anything you want, Minnie…” Jisung moaned against Minho’s neck as he tested the waters by rolling down his hips again.

“Ngh, S-Sungie…” Minho grabbed his hips again and flipped them. He stared down at him menacingly and clicked his tongue. “Now, now, jagi. I thought you said you’d behave.”

“I just want you so bad…” The boy whined as he refused to control his hips and clawing grasp to pull Minho back down.

“And you’ll have me, baby.” Minho smiled fondly as he leaned down and kissed his plump lips. “But we have some things to do first…” Jisung cried out in pleasure when Minho tentatively pressed his palm against the erection straining against Jisung’s jeans. “I don’t usually do this, but…” Minho continued to palm the boy and his breathing started getting heavy. “...since you’re a little ass virgin…” Minho cocked a teasing smile at the younger and all he could respond with was a whine. “I won’t make you bottom for your first time.”

Minho maintained eye contact as he popped the button open on Jisung’s jeans and slowly started to remove them, Han nodding permission the whole time. Once they were removed, Minho shuffled around and Jisung almost started hyperventilating when Minho knelt in between his legs and lowered his mouth down to the tent in his boxers.

“Breathe, jagi.” Minho rubbed soothing circles on the boy's thighs and only continued once the boy’s breathing had stabilized.

Minho closed his eyes in bliss when he finally got to wrap his lips around his soulmate’s clothed erection. They both groaned at the feeling and when Minho opened his eyes back up to check on the boy, Jisung was looking back at him like he had put all the stars in the sky. Minho was still in disbelief that this was all real.

After a moment of absolutely soaking Jisung’s boxers, Minho moved to press his lips against the inner thighs of the boy while his fingers played with his waistband. “H-hyung… please.” Jisung was already unbelievably whiny and Minho chuckled against his smooth skin.

“What was that, baby? I didn’t quite hear you.” Minho smirked as he sat up, still thumbing at the boy’s underwear.

Jisung huffed out a whimper and was having a hard time holding himself back from just taking his boxers off himself. “P-please Minnie… I want you.”

Minho smiled endearingly and then regained his cocky demeanor. “My baby is so polite.” Minho laid a chaste kiss against the boy’s stomach and then slowly, oh so slowly, started lowering the boy’s boxers.

Jisung’s breathing picked up again when Minho started leaving sloppy kisses down his abdomen at the same rate that his boxers were being lowered. Once his cock was finally freed, Minho pulled back to pull his boxers the rest of the way off.

Fuck.

Jisung was leaking all over himself and Minho could only stare in wonder. He was just about the same size as Minho, maybe a tad bit smaller, but even that intimidated Minho, who was usually a top, into nervousness about how he was going to be able to take him.

Jisung whined and moved his hands to cover himself. “Hyuuuung! Stop staring!” Jisung was red hot and couldn’t look Minho in the eye.

Minho chuckled and harshly grabbed Jisung’s wrists to pin them above his head. “No covering yourself, baby. You’re just so goddamned beautiful. I can’t help but wonder how I’m going to take all of you…” Jisung shot his eyes to meet Minho’s and he blushed furiously.

“M-Min, if you usually… you know… ‘top’, I can bottom for you… I want you to feel good too…” Jisung looked away as he said this, being adorably shy as usual.

Minho moved one hand to make the boy look back at him and then returned it to keep pinning down Jisung’s wrist. “You are such a sweet boy…” Minho softly kissed Han’s swollen lips. “But that’s something we can think about in the future… being bottom’s not necessarily… easy. And I don’t want you in pain for the first time, jagi. Don’t worry, baby. I know you will make me feel amazing.” Another chaste peck and Minho pulled back.

Jisung looked up at Minho in adoration and Minho licked his lips as he slid his hands down Jisung’s arms to his chest. “Now don’t move those pretty little arms of your’s, okay jagi?”

Jisung nodded enthusiastically as Minho lowered himself once more.

Minho got his mouth painfully close to Jisung’s tip, making the boy stiffen, but then abruptly redirected course to sensually kiss the boy’s pubic bone. The rapper whined and twitched as Minho kissed all around where Jisung most wanted him and it seemed as if he was about to combust.

Jisung almost sounded like he was sobbing when he opened his mouth. “Lino please touch me! I can’t take it anymo–” It was then that Minho swallowed half of Han’s dick and the boy choked on his words, instead inhaling a stuttering gasp. “Fuuuu–”

That was all Han could say as Minho slobbered all over his dick, bobbing his head and swirling his tongue around the majority, and stroking what he couldn’t reach with his mouth in his hand.

Minho swore that he would never forget the image on Jisung’s face as his mouth went slack and his lashes fluttered over his blown out eyes.

He was so beautiful.

Minho needed him and he needed him now. Once he felt like he was thoroughly stimulated, if the shaking in the rapper’s skinny legs was any indication, he pulled off the rock hard cock with a loud pop. Jisung just whined again against his rapid breathing.

“I gotta get myself prepped, okay love?” Jisung hazily nodded as Minho hopped out of bed to go grab some lube and a condom from his desk. That was when he froze as he looked in the drawer.

Jisung must have sensed his distress because soon Minho could hear a tiny voice from across the room. “J-jagi?” He was still heavily breathing and when Minho turned around with lube in-hand, he saw that the boy was palming himself.

“B-baby… I… I don’t have a condom…” Minho was sweating from the anxiety of having to end things here.

“Do we really need one?” Minho’s ears perked up at the rapper’s words. “I mean, I know we are both clean and healthy, so what’s stopping us?”

“Well… yeah, but… do you really want to?” Minho was unconvinced that Jisung would just be A-OK with fucking his ass raw.

“Hyung, I’ve literally been begging. Please don’t make me wait any longer.” Jisung was apathetic with his words with how impatient he was getting.

Minho just cackled and bounded over to the boy to pounce on him, littering him with kisses and making Jisung shriek with giggles. “God, you’re too good to be true, Sungie…” Minho’s kisses got slower and sloppier as he felt slender fingers pull at his sweats. Impatient as always, Minho kicked off the fabric separating them and let Jisung stare as he straddled him, starting to feel cocky with the awestruck look on his face.

“Hyu-hyung…” Jisung’s eyes drifted back up to Minho’s and then the boy went savage. He grabbed Minho’s face and pulled him down on top of him, locking lips and then moving his arms to wrap around his waist and pull their naked bodies flush against each other.

They both moaned when their bare cocks pressed against each other and Jisung couldn’t control the bucking of his hips.

Minho was getting more and more impatient by the second as he popped open the cap to the lube and subtly coated his fingers.

He made sure to keep his lips on Jisung’s as he reached back to circle his own hole, but once he inserted a finger, he had to drop his head onto the boy’s shoulder to concentrate.

He felt his heart swell when Jisung started rubbing soothing circles into his sides and began licking and suckling along his neck.

It had been a LONG time since Minho had bottomed, so getting himself prepped was a long and arduous task. He could only pray that Jisung couldn’t hear the subtle wincing in the back of Minho’s throat from the stretch as he added more fingers.

However, he must have noticed because soon, Minho felt warm, shaky fingers wrap around his length and started tugging. Minho emitted a long groan and the added stimulation definitely made the stretch more worth it.

Minho’s body involuntarily jolted forward when his own fingers unexpectedly brushed against his prostate. He had gasped and Jisung quickly pulled his hand back. “D-did I do something wrong?” He sounded frightened and Minho pulled his fingers out of his ass as he lifted his head up to look at the boy.

With his clean hand, Minho brushed some of Han’s sweaty hair out of his face. “No, no, baby. You’re doing so good for me, jagi.” Minho pecked the boy’s nose. “Now I’m going to sit down on you and you let me know if you ever want to stop.” Minho said as he added some lube to the boy’s achingly hard dick.

“N-Never!” Jisung looked like he was going to buzz off the bed with the amount of anticipation running through his shaky bones and Minho chuckled at him.

“Aw, are you eager baby? Maybe I should wait a bit longer…” Minho jokingly looked up as if he was pondering the question and he felt a bruising grasp appear on his hips.

“You better fucking not.” Jisung’s voice was firm and Minho guffawed at the pure offense written on the boy’s face.

“Are you sure you want to be talking to me like that?” Minho scooched forward and grabbed the boy’s cock to start circling his entrance teasingly.

“F-fuu…” Jisung stared wide eyed at the sight and licked his lips.

“Now what do we say, Jisungie?” He continued to move his tip back and forth to catch on his hole and Jisung kept jolting from the sensation.

“PLEASE! Oh god, please, hyung! I’ve waited so long. Please!” Jisung was clawing at the sheets and Minho was in awe of seeing this side of Jisung.

“Okay, my good boy…” That’s when Minho slowly started to sink down and both of the boy’s heads snapped back in pleasure. The veins in Minho’s neck were protruding as he struggled to adjust to the feeling. He had to stop halfway for a breather and wait for the burn to subside.

He slightly slumped his head back down and placed his hands on Jisung’s chest to stabilize himself. That’s when he felt gentle hands run up and down his shaky thighs. “You okay, Minnie?” Jisung had a worried expression on his face and Minho’s heart swelled once again.

“I’m okay, baby boy. Just… just give me a second…” Jisung gave a tiny nod and Minho took a deep breath before he sat the rest of the way down. The both of them groaned and Minho dropped down to press his forehead against the other’s.

It wasn’t too long after some heavy breathing and long, lingering kisses that Minho started to roll his hips, gaining a gasp from the boy beneath him.

The stinging feeling that Minho had was slowly drifting into pleasure. The way Jisung was grasping onto his thighs for dear life and how his eyes were glued to where his cock disappeared inside Minho was really helping Minho enjoy it even more.

“H-holy fuck, Min. You’re so damned tight… I’m… I-I’m not gonna last long…”

“Yes you are baby. You cum when I say you can, yeah?” Jisung only whined a reply and Minho maneuvered his hips experimentally. He leaned back and put his hands on Jisung’s thighs behind him and slowly rocked down on him.

Jisung looked at Minho’s face in awe as the elder yelped when he found his mark. The repressed moans he was emitting was driving Jisung insane. The thought that his cock was doing that to the ever stoic man above him had him basking in confidence.

That bout of courage caused Jisung’s hands to drift up to Minho’s hips and slam him down on his dick. The euphoric cry of pleasure from Minho was worth the bone-chilling glare he gave after the fact. Jisung cocked a grin at him and repeated the action, thrusting up his hips to meet him halfway.

Minho wanted to take back control, but Jisung felt so fucking good that he couldn’t bring himself to give two fucks. The light grazing of Jisung’s cock against his prostate made him dizzy with every thrust and Jisung’s smile was the most beautiful thing Minho had ever seen.

No more fake confidence. His Jisungie was proud of himself and Minho was happy to give that to him.

The look on Jisung’s face was filled with love and wonder and it was like a magnet to Minho. The elder crashed down on top of the boy and ran his fingers through his soft locks. “F-fuck H-Hannie…” Minho didn’t sound like himself as he was whiny while bouncing on his dick. “Y-you f-feel s-so g-good…” Minho was speaking against Jisung’s mouth and, with his hands still controlling Minho’s hips, Jisung captured Minho’s lips in a searing kiss.

It was becoming sloppy as their saliva dripped down each other's lips and their tongues continuously licked into the other’s mouths. They were getting more and more sweaty and Jisung’s arms started faltering in their efforts.

Without a word, Jisung flipped them. Pushing Minho off his dick and onto the mattress next to him, the elder whined from the loss of stimulation. However, that was quickly replaced with ecstasy when the rapper threw himself on him and slowly entered him again.

Jisung started moving at a brutal pace as his lips latched onto one of Minho’s nipples and the dancer’s mind couldn’t focus on anything but Jisung, Jisung, Jisung.

“J-Jisung-ah…” Minho muttered breathlessly. Jisung lifted himself off of Minho’s pec and was panting as he looked at the man under him in question. “I love y-you so f-fucking much…” It almost sounded like a sob from the amount of emotion behind Minho’s words.

Jisung’s eyes went wide and glossy and he looked at the man with heart eyes as he replied. “I love you to M-Minho.” Jisung was still pounding into him as they talked, but Jisung returned his lips to his soulmate. “So.” A kiss. “So.” Another kiss. “Much.” He ended with a long, soft kiss as his hips minutely slowed.

Minho felt every molecule of love in that kiss. He felt it in the way Jisung gently and tenderly rocked into him. He felt it in the way that instead of hunger and sloppiness in the kiss, it felt like he was savoring every touch and connection of their tongues and lips. Minho could almost cry from yet another realization that this was true.

On one particular thrust, Jisung lightly grazed over Minho’s prostate again and Minho’s jaw went slack against Jisung’s mouth as he emitted a choked moan. He couldn’t bring himself to words, but when Jisung started missing the spot again, he almost cried out.

Jisung sat up to stare at Minho in awe and then he looked down at where they were connected, mesmerized by the squelching sounds of his movements. He wanted more of those beautiful sounds from his hyung’s mouth.

Jisung was determined as he lifted Minho’s hips and hooked his arms under his legs to spread them further and lift them higher. Once he readjusted, he slammed his cock into the dancer and thank god no one was home because the part-whine, part-moan, part-shout that left Minho’s lips was deafening.

“Fuckfuckfuck Hannie, right there!” Jisung’s heart swelled with pride as he continued to abuse his prostate and the sounds that Minho was trying to hold back was music to Han’s ears.

“God *huff* you’re so fucking *ngh* gorgeous, hyung.” Jisung was lost in Minho’s enraptured gaze and slack jaw that emitted choked moans and whines, but his erection that was bouncing against his stomach caught his attention. The head was red and leaking profusely all over his stomach and Jisung had a sudden urge to lick it clean.

But since he was buried inside Minho and he needed to concentrate on not cumming, he settled for wrapping his hand around his hyung’s length to stroke him in tandem with his thrusts.

“F-fuck Sungie *ngh* I’m gonna cum, jagi… *hiss* Cum inside me, baby…” Minho basically growled the words and Jisung sped up his efforts, enticed by the idea of filling the elder up.

After only a few more thrusts, Minho threw his head back with a cry and Jisung watched as he painted his hand and the other’s own chest with white. The sight pushed the younger over the edge as well and he loudly whined at the ceiling after throwing his head back.

Jisung pumped inside him a few more times to milk it all out of him and Minho jolted from oversensitivity. The dancer winced as Jisung pulled out of him and the boy wore a concerned expression. He didn’t even need to say anything before the elder spoke up. “I’m okay, Hannie. It’s just a little uncomfortable.”

Jisung just nodded and looked down to see his cum spilling out of the man’s ass. He didn’t get to look long, though, as Minho grabbed him and pulled him down on top of him to lock lips with him. Minho bit, sucked, and licked into Jisung’s mouth and they both were breathing heavily once they parted.

“God, you’re unreal…” The elder pressed his forehead against the other’s and they laid there in a comfortable silence for a minute or two, Jisung repositioning to snuggle his face in the crook of Minho’s neck.

“Hyung?”

“Hm?”

“We’re covered in jizz…” Minho absolutely guffawed and Jisung giggled along with him. They both pulled back and looked at the smooshed and sticky strings that connected them as Jisung lifted his chest.

“Yeeeah, and I think I need to change the sheets.” They looked at each other and cackled. “Let’s go get cleaned up, yeah?” Minho showed his finality by smacking Jisung’s ass cheeks with both hands.

Jisung nodded his head enthusiastically, but before he made a move to get up, he looked back into Minho’s eyes. “By the way…” Jisung seemed shy as his cheeks turned red again and Minho was intrigued. “At some point, I want to show you the songs I’ve written about you…” And with that, Jisung leaped off the bed and scurried his naked ass down the hallway to the bathroom after making sure the coast was clear.

Minho was flabbergasted. “Wait, what?!” Minho shouted across the dorm and all he heard was a maniacal giggle from down the hallway. Without even knowing it, Minho had the brightest (and slightly flustered) smile that stretched across his face as he ran down the hall to wrap his arms around his soulmate, best friend, and now lover once more.

Minho no longer wished to be locked in his dreams. He was already living them.

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strink-family · 7 months ago

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At long last I've listened to the entirety of GLOOM DIVISION (about time, and just in time, seeing as I'm gonna see him live soon) and I wanted to share my thoughts on the tracklist.

DOWNSIDE - Amazing!! The hook is always stuck in my head and I find myself wandering around singing it to myself. Very very good and very catchy! I love it!

GLOOMTOWN BRATS - My favorite on the album. It was my favorite when it was released as a single, and that did not change. It's so so so so so good. It's so catchy and groovy. I can't resist it. I listen to it all the time. Amazing amazing AMAZING!

INFATUATION - Very good! Upon my first listen I wasn't too into it, but as I listened to it a couple more times I fell in love with it! Another one that's stuck in my head and I find myself singing a lot. So groovy! I love to listen to it while getting ready in the morning.

WHAT LOVE? - Amazing! I can't not dance to it when it plays. The vocals in this are absolutely amazing, they have me utterly bewitched. Dallon's vocal range exhibited in it is insane and I love it.

SPKOTHDVL - Instant love. This may be my second favorite on the album. As soon as I started listening I was into it and I LOVE it. I'm also a huge sucker for swing rhythms and this just scratched that swing itch for me.

SIXFT - Very good! Not my favorite but I can see why it's the favorite of so many people. Great lyrics (gotta love that monumental f bomb), and very groovy! Excellent song. I also really like how the word he chooses to use so much to refer to his love is "darling" (that counts for other songs too, such as DOWNSIDE). Such a good word.

FIND ME - Excellent!!! I loved this one. Such a nice, dramatic groove, and I really like the words (especially, "The stains are black, just like your soul"). Maybe my third favorite if I had to pick. While listening I just quite liked it, but looking back on it I LOVE it. Very very good.

KISS & TELL - Very good! I liked the lyrics a lot, and it had a good groove. The rhymes in particular were very cool. I thought the particular key signature was an interesting choice and I quite liked how it went with the song. I liked this song quite a bit.

A LETTER - I liked the music, but the choice of what was done with the vocals wasn't really my thing. When it first started, I was like, "That doesn't sound like Dallon," but that's because it wasn't Dallon, to be fair. I think I know why the song was chosen to have been delivered that way, seeing as what it's about, it just wasn't quite my thing.

SATANIC PANIC - Very good. Even more catchy. It's still stuck in my head as I'm writing this. Great lyrics, too. I liked this one a lot.

SUNNYSIDE - I liked the music, but wasn't really fond of the way the chorus was done. That part kinda sounded like how a lot of alternative music sounds these days, which is surprising for IDKHOW. Maybe that's the part the person featured on this did, I dunno. Definitely not a bad song, it just didn't really call out to me.

iDIOTS OF Oz - Awesome! I really liked this one. It was so groovy and its flow was so good! Definitely one I would recommend others listen to. Unsure if I would pick this as the closer to the album, but then again, I don't know the full picture Dallon was trying to paint. My immersion also potentially could've been spoiled because 1) I was interrupted while listening to this and 2) I didn't really get to process it ending, because Razzmatazz immediately started playing as soon as it ended. But yeah very good. I liked it a lot.

All in all an AMAZING album. I definitely recommend listening to it. Even better than RAZZMATAZZ, which is saying something, because I LOVE that album.

I'm very excited to see him live and hear several of these live~

#i don't know how but they found me #idkhow #gloom division #axel's stuff #i don't talk about my music taste very much so enjoy this

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summerwritesfics · 3 months ago

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🗺️As My Memory Rests But Never Forgets What I Lost

Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 1665 Words Rating: Mature Warnings: College AU, College Club, Musicians, Guitars, Arguments, Hobby Drama, Petty Fights, Past Character Death, Grief/Mourning AU-Gust 2024 Day 16: Hobby Drama

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Notes: Honestly, I can’t believe I’m on day 16 already wtf where has august gone?? Title is from Wake Me Up When September Ends by Green Day, and the fic itself uses a couple of lyrics from it. (Originally the song I was gonna use was Boulevard Of Broken Dreams, but the more I thoughts about it, the more I thought Wake Me Up When September Ends works more thematically with Kuai’s backstory in this.)

“We’ve been saying we’re going to be playing Wake Me Up When September Ends for months! You need to choose a different song!”

“No, you do. We’ve been intending to play it since the end of May.”

“We’ve been saying it since March, fuckface!”

Kuai Liang did not look up to watch the argument, he stared at his guitar as he gently strummed it. He didn’t really want to be in the middle of this, even if he was in one of the bands involved. Music club had sounded like such a cool thing when he was looking to join college clubs. But then Bi-Han had wanted to join too, because god forbid Kuai do things on his own. And Bi-Han did not get along with many of the people in the club, least of all Hanzo Hasashi.

That said… Technically Bi-Han was right in this situation.

The Lin Kuei had decided that for the end-of-year concert the club put on, they would play Green Day’s classic, Wake Me Up When September Ends. They had been vocal about this, and said it from pretty much the start. The fact Hanzo and his band now had decided to play it was clearly just trying to provoke Bi-Han. Which was wild because usually it was Bi-Han doing the provoking but Kuai guessed Hanzo just decided to be a petty bitch in turn.

“Man, it’s like being back in high school,” Johnny groaned, leaning back in his seat next to Kuai. “I thought we’d be over this by now.”

“With my brother, not likely,” Kuai sighed, strumming a little tune on the guitar.

“Eh, I dunno, I’m actually kinda with him on this one,” Johnny said with a shrug.

“I mean. I am too, but don’t tell him that because we’ll never hear the end of it,” Kuai warned, knowing exactly what his brother was like. You gave him an inch and he’d run a mile.

“True.” Johnny made a loud groaning sound and slipped lower in his seat. They sat in relative silence, as just listened as the argument raged on, both Bi-Han and Hanzo throwing cutting insults at each other. “I feel like someone should probably step in and stop this though.”

“Not it,” Kuai quickly replied. Again, he really did not want to be in the middle of this. If he completely agreed with Bi-Han, he’d be expected to do the same every single argument. If he took a more neutral stance, Bi-Han would take it as an attack and Kuai would never live it down. It was genuinely a no win situation for him.

“Guess it’s up to me then,” Johnny muttered, pushing himself to sit up. “Hey. Hey!” He yelled, getting the two arguing men’s attention. “How about this, whoever can play it better will be the one to perform it in the concert.”

Bi-Han and Hanzo glared at each other, before at the same time they both hissed “fine.”

Then Hanzo smirked and added “but my band will definitely be better.”

Kuai felt himself scowling. He didn’t care about the argument, but something about that statement made him mad. The song was one of his favourites, it was the first song he ever learnt to play. It was special to him, which is part of why Bi-Han chose it. Hanzo’s cockiness made him want to put him in his place.

He began to strum the first few chords of the song, noticing how everyone’s head snapped around to him. He knew now he was the one being petty, but in the moment it felt good.

“Summer has come and passed, the innocent can never last,” he started singing, closing his eyes and shutting out the world. “Wake me up when September ends.” He felt his fingers glide along the neck, the music so familiar, just like an old friend. “Like my father's come to pass, seven years has gone so fast, wake me up when September ends.”

Deciding he had probably made his point, and not wanting to go into the full song, he stopped there. Finally opening his eyes to see his surroundings. Absolutely everyone was looking at him, jaws agape and eyes wide. Kuai didn’t understand why it was so shocking, to be honest. Everyone knew he loved that song, everyone knew he could play guitar.

Then, somehow, the answer suddenly hit him.

He’d actually sung. Bi-Han was the lead singer of The Lin Kuei, and Kuai never even so much as did backing vocals. He’d always been shy when it came to singing, so this was the first time anyone outside of the band had heard him.

And he genuinely couldn’t tell if the reactions were good or not…

At least… Until Johnny chimed up.

“Holy fuckin’ shit dude,” Johnny breathed out, looking at Kuai like he was in love. “Why the fuck have you kept that voice to yourself? You sound like a fuckin’ angel!” He looked over to Hanzo. “I’m gonna be real with you, man, but you are gonna have to pull off a miracle to beat that.”

Hanzo stared at Johnny, before his eyes flicked over to Kuai Liang. There was a strange air of regret to his posture, but more important was that he looked defeated.

“You guys can play the song,” he muttered, before stepping back and turning away. He walked over to the other side of the room, where his band looked like they were trying to cheer him up.

To Kuai’s surprise, Bi-Han didn’t say or do anything either.

The club continued on about as normally as it could after that. The air was still thick with tension but it was being somewhat broken by people asking Kuai why he wasn’t the lead singer, or just a singer in general. He could tell the questions were annoying Bi-Han from the frown on his face. He tried his best to explain he simply wasn’t confident in his singing, didn’t know how to care for his voice properly and just in general didn’t like the attention being a lead singer seemed to gain.

As the club drew to a close and he was packing his guitar into its case, he saw a shadow come up from behind him. Expecting it to be Bi-Han about to have a go at him about the singing thing, he decided to remain with his back to them.

“That song means a lot to you, doesn’t it?”

Kuai blinked, realising that it was Hanzo’s voice. He turned around, and indeed, there was Hanzo, looking at him with an expression that Kuai could not for the life of him read.

“What?” He questioned a little dumbfounded, because while yes the song was special to him, it was a bit of a weird way to start a conversation. “What makes you say that?”

“The way you played it. The way you sang it. It was like that song was a part of you,” Hanzo explained, and Kuai felt himself swallow and his heart rate increase.

“It was the first song I learnt to play, my Father taught me before he…” He paused as his breath hitched. Even now, it was so hard to talk about his father’s death. He brought Kuai his first guitar for his 10th birthday. Then one day, when he’d turned 11, his father was gone. Even now, it felt like this gaping chasm in his chest. “Before he passed away.”

“I am so sorry,” Hanzo said in a horrified tone. “Your brother’s been pissing me off, I just wanted to annoy him. If I’d known what that song meant to you, I’d have done it a different way.”

Kuai actually kind of smiled at that. It wasn’t that Hanzo wouldn’t have pissed Bi-Han off on purpose. He’d have just found another method to do it instead. That was beautiful, in a strange way.

“No, I get it, my brother can be a bit of an asshole sometimes,” Kuai agreed, really hoping Bi-Han didn’t hear him. “Although don’t let him know I said that.”

Hanzo grimaced before agreeing “my lips are sealed.” He let out a breath, before saying “but you know. You really do have an amazing voice. It’d be nice to hear it more in the club.”

Kuai gave a bit of a shy smile, “maybe.” He wasn’t sure how to take any of this, to be honest. He liked singing, and knew he could hold a tune okay. But he’d never thought of himself as being that good. At least not good enough to earn the reception he’d seemed to. “I mean I might have to, I’m starting to think the other club members won’t let me withhold it for much longer.”

“Yeah, you do seem to have amassed a lot of fans today,” Hanzo stated, glancing around the room. When Kuai did the same, he was relieved that Bi-Han seemed distracted by Tomas and Sektor.

“You included?” Kuai joked, expecting his cheeky question to earn an exacerbated tut or something. Instead Hanzo just looked at him with a smile as if to say yes. Kuai felt his mouth go dry. “Oh.”

“I’d better get going,” Hanzo awkwardly said as Kuai felt his entire face begin to go hot. “I’ll see you at the next meeting.”

“You too, Hanzo.”

He hadn’t realised he’d stopped breathing until Hanzo left, and he suddenly gasped for air. This whole afternoon there had been people fangirling over him. Why was Hanzo’s attention so much different?

He brushed his hair behind his ear, leaning down to pick up his guitar, throwing it over his shoulder. He needed to calm down before he spoke to Bi-Han. He had a bad feeling that knowing he��d had a friendly interaction with Hanzo would drive big brother mad.

Still, his eyes flicked over to where Hanzo was leaving the room, and his mind echoed back to Hanzo’s request to hear his voice more.

Maybe I should sing more often.

Maybe he should indeed.

#mortal kombat #subscorp #sub zero #kuai liang #scorpion #hanzo hasashi #🗺️au gust 2024

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sundewhasaudhd · 5 months ago

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I can't send asks with my dsmp blog??? ToT Oh well, welcome to my presentation on 99(/exag) reasons why Techno should be in Senbonzakura yes yes (English lyrics by Lizz Robinett, I dunno how accurate of a translation this is hehe)

✿ Both are related to war (I know in a way, everyone is ahhaha, but like when I hear the word war and dsmp character, the first to come up is Techno)

✿ The name of the song is thousands of cherry trees, which are pink. You know what else is pink?? Techno's hair yippeee

✿ [ Riding on a penny farthing It's the flag of our sun rising ] Techno can ride a horse!! Carl our beloved ★ And and the antarctic empire flag has a sun????? I guess???? It kinda looks like it ahhahaha(but Laurs,,, the antarctic empire is part of earth smp not dsm-- shhhhhhhhhhhh believe)

✿ [On the train tracks, running along the line]

(Laurs, stop making earth smp references---shhhhhhhhhhhhhh let me cook)

✿ [Boys and girls becoming like samurai Just like those from our previous life] In almost every universe(smp and even fan fiction lol), he's a soldier yes yes

✿ [Though I can't hear your voice, keep what I say in mind] THE VOICES MENTTIOOONNNN 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥🔥

✿ [Looking down at us from that big guillotine]

I COULD NOT FIND A BETTER PHOTO BUT PLEASSEEE THIS LITERALLY HAPPENED IN CANON WOOOOOO

✿ [Darkness has just engulfed the universe we know] He summoned withers that are dark and surrounded lmanberg yes yes

✿ [The lament that you sing can't reach ears anymore] Smth smth Techno trying to get Tommy to stay with him smth smth Tommy leaving him anyways (can also go with that one popular headcanon that Tommy is like partially deaf from the explosions he kept witnessing and Techno trying to idk talk to him I lost my point while typing ToT)

✿ [Go ahead, keep shooting with that ray gun, fight!] Violence is never the answer. Violence is the question, and the answer is ‘yes’ -Techno

✿ [Veterans who've trained through struggles are now officers in battle] smth smth Techno is a soldier pt. 2

✿ [This one, that one, doesn't matter Every single person gathers] The syndicateee!!!

✿ [Passing through the gates on the mountain peaks] Him going to pogtopia(right? Pogtopia is in a mountain?? I actually don't remember noooo ༼;´༎ຶ ۝ ༎ຶ༽)

Erm and the rest of the lyrics is him being soldier core maybe idk idk. Why am I writing this like as if you're making a full fledged animatic of this song? No idea :3. But yes, thank you for listening to my Ted talk ahahahaha ★★★

Chat I love the effort that you put into this, but I already did like completely 100% agreed with it like it’s down on my notes. It’s gonna happen when I animate this.

#c!techno #c!technoblade #vocaloid #senbonzakura #There’s no way you’re not neurodivergent because no way a neurotypical person would put this much effort into a vocaloid Dream SMP crossove #Love the effort

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megan-loves-surveys · 8 months ago

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#16.

What is your Starbucks order? or any coffee shop order? I change it up - mocha java chip frappe, caramel frappe, cookies & cream frappe etc. I also love trying the limited time drinks, I try every single one of them lol.

What is your dream vacation? OMG, so many options.

Would you ever go on a game show? Which one? I'd go on Mastermind and have a wrestling thing as my subject, maybe about The Shield xD

What TV show character do you relate to most? Dunno.

If you had to choose to be an animal, what would you be and why? Cat.

When was the last time you wore a dress/suit? The other day I wore a cute summer dress.

Have you ever been to Tennessee, USA? No.

Do you prefer more mellow music or loud? Both.

Do you get along well with your family? I don't see them much outside of my immediate family.

When was the last time you played in the snow, if ever? Never.

Are you clumsy? Not really.

Does anyone you know have a birthday coming up soon? Not super soon, but my boyfriend is next.

Do you ever go bowling? Not regularly, but on occasion.

Have you ever worn a wig? Probably.

Do you enjoy musicals? Depends.

What shoes did you wear today? None, I haven't gone out. I'll probably go for a walk later to my boyfriend's place (he lives down the street from me lol) and wear flip flops.

Do you enjoy 60’s music? Sure.

Do you know anyone who is a great drummer? No.

Would you rather watch or play sports? Neither unless it's wrestling lol.

Does your name have a meaning behind it? It's a variation of my Mum's name, but that's not why they picked it oddly. It also means pearl.

Do you have a certain brand you are very loyal to? Converse. I don't wear any other sneakers but them lol, my collection is growing <3

Are you too short for the sun visor in the car to work properly for you? Yes haha.

Do you have a favorite planet? Dunno xD

How often do you spend time on Bzoink? It shut down, but I was on there a lot.

What did you last have to drink? Water.

What type of movies are you most amused by? Comedy :P

What is your sense of humor like? Sarcastic, but also random shit makes me laugh too.

Are you materialistic? I can be.

Do you listen more with your heart, mind, or stomach? Haha mind.

What are some things that fascinate you? Scams, glitches in video games, geography, useless facts about my fandoms like wrestling and Pokémon etc.

Do you suffer from any diseases? No.

Have you ever broken a bed? No.

Have you ever worked in retail? No.

What’s the strangest food combination you’ve seen someone eat? Dunno.

Do you pick up on others feelings easily? Sure.

What is your current mood? Hungry.

Do you prefer shopping online or in store? Both - I love ordering stuff online that I can't get in NZ, but I also like going to the store and seeing it in person, plus no delivery fees lol.

What did you last remember dreaming about? Dunno.

What’s your favorite condiment? Ketchup/tomato sauce.

What is the last thing you borrowed? Hmm, not sure.

When was the last time you took a group picture? Does my pic with Five count? There's a group of us xD

Name the first person who pops in your head whose name starts with T. Dunno.

Is there a song or songs you can rap all the lyrics to? Yes.

Have you hugged anyone today? No.

What did you last watch on TV? Shortland St.

If your last words were the last message you received, what would they be? "Love you!" Aww, from my boyriend.

Are you good at keeping secrets? Sure.

What last disappointed you? Not sure.

If you could see a concert of any celebrity who has passed away.. who would you like to see? Girls Aloud with Sarah there, cos she passed from cancer :(

How many blankets do you own? A few.

What was your favorite food as a child? Mac & cheese, like it is now.

Do you like denim shorts? Yes, love them!

What was the last picture you looked at? A photo of Jon Moxley above my desk.

What’s the main thing you use the internet for? Loads of things.

How many questions do you prefer in a survey? Depends.

Have you ever made someone cry unintentionally? Probably.

Is it easy to offend you? Not really.

When did you last wear a hat? Hmm, a bit back at an outdoor event.

Do you work well under pressure? Depends.

What is something that is or was hard to let go of? Hmm.

What colors do you normally use to decorate with? Purple, green, black, white, grey etc.

Have you ever bruised one of your ribs? Yes.

Have you ever burned yourself on a candle? No.

What is one of your toxic traits? I procrastinate a lot.

Have you ever found a skeleton while outside? No.

What time is it currently? 12:28pm.

How many mirrors do you have in your bedroom? 1.

What is something you cannot get enough of? Chips.

When is your birthday? July 13.

What do you usually do to celebrate? Go to lunch with my Mum, do something with my BFF and with my boyfriend.

Do you enjoy surprises? Sure.

Have you ever had a surprise party? No.

What’s the best gift you’ve ever received? A kitten. And it wasn't even from my parents, it was from my aunt and uncle!

Do you ever get sad on your birthday? Not really, but I'm not a big fan of getting older.

Do you like ice cream cake? Yes.

How about sprinkles? Yes.

What cake is your favorite? Any!

Do you tend to go all out for others birthdays? Not all out, but I always do stuff.

Have you ever thrown your own party? Yes, all the time. If I didn't, I'd never have one xD

Do you just prefer a more low key celebration? Sure.

Have you ever forgotten your birthday or anyone else’s? Most likely.

Do you share a birthday with any celebrities? A Google search tells me Harrison Ford, Patrick Stewart and Ken Jeong just for three. Pretty cool.

What season does your birthday fall in? Are you happy with that? Winter, and no, I hate it lol.

Do you know anyone born on a holiday? Yes, one of my cousins is born on New Year's Day, and a friend of mine was born on Christmas Eve.

Can you say happy birthday in another language? No.

Isn’t being sang to so awkward? Yes haha.

Have you ever baked your own cake? No.

Baked anyone else a cake? No.

Do you dress up? Oh yeah.

Have you ever worn a tiara or sash saying it was your birthday? No.

What year has been your favorite? 2016 was great.

Are you happy with your life so far? Mostly.

What age were you when you stopped believing in Santa? I have no idea actually.

What was the last thing you had to drink? Water.

What was the last movie or video that made you cry? Oddly, it was part of a Simpsons episode lol.

Which would you sing at karaoke: “Don’t Stop Believin” or “I Will Always Love You?” Don't Stop Believin'.

Do you binge watch TV shows or watch one episode at a time? Depends on if the show is available all at once or not.

Which do you prefer: getting the perfect gift or giving the perfect gift? I love both!

Did you ever have a first impression of a coworker that was totally wrong? Yeah, one of my coworkers I thought looked like a bitch, but she's actually very kind.

Do you send memes to friends/family/coworkers? Sometimes, mostly to my boyfriend.

Do you prefer salty snacks or sweet snacks? Salty!!!

Have you ever gotten a really bad haircut? No.

Would you tell a friend if their outfit was hideous? If they asked me about it and told me to be honest.

Do you know where your car keys are right now? -

Have you ever met your doppelganger? No. The idea of that freaks me out lol.

Could you draw a horse? A super bad one, lol.

When was the last time you stayed up past 2AM? The other night, I got distracted watching a YouTube video and it was like 2:15am when I finally went to sleep lol.

Beer, wine, cocktails, or alcoholic beverages? Cocktails and the rest, cos beer is gross and I can't drink wine.

Have you ever ordered from the secret menu of a fast food restaurant? No idea.

Do you wear jewelry? Yes.

Do you wear makeup? No.

What is your favorite way to work out? Treadmill and cycle.

Do you send handwritten letters to anyone? No.

#survey #surveys #personal survey #random survey

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starchild--27 · 2 years ago

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i was tagged by @artemiss-moonchild and @heartcravings in two different spotify-centric tag games - so i'll just morph them~ i am also high on finishing a book right now, so yeah, it's gonna be long and full of words i have to vomit out now because my brain is buzzing xDD

shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first 10 tracks,

Brand New City by Mitski ~ probably my favourite song of hers, i feel all of her music and lyrics very very much but this song...just hits different i dunno, i guess it is the closest thing i have to describe this restlessness i get sometimes

blue by keshi ~ every single word in this songs gets me and i am kinda giddy bc i bought tickets to his concert as a christmas present for my sister and me, hehe, i'm looking forward to that already ^^

Where We by Ryu Ji Hyun & Kim Kyung Hee ~ part of the OST of the drama Rain Or Shine / Just Between Lovers, it's on netflix, lee gangdu is my poor little meow-meow, i cried buckets and got wayyy more invested in this drama than i anticipated xD

I Don't Even Mind by Chen ~ it's my favourite track of his 3rd album, i like how his voice blends with the instrumental, i love how his voice is so clear, how it kinda floats over the tumbles of the guitar, it's like fog over a little creek

I Hate Everything About You by Three Days Grace ~ i stumbled over that one by chance not even a month ago, i knew the band existed and what their sound was like but never listened to their songs, so that one is the only one i know and what can i say...a girl feels conflicting feelings sometimes xD

Nothin' by EXO-SC / Chanyeol ~ i am really fascinated by this song because it has so many layers of sound, there is just so much going on on that track, like it sounds calm and spherical and like you are floating through a dark night, but you are driven by an invisible force, by thoughts and voices and echos. this song makes me fearless, it lifts me up when i am on the ground, it grounds me when my head tries desperately to fly away from my body, it was my no. 1 song in my spotify wrapped xD

Charmer by Stray Kids ~ ok this one is less deep xD it's just a cool, very vibey song, it really got me back into Stray Kids this year and wow it seems very unreal rn that Oddinary was a 2022 release o_o

Lithium by Nirvana ~ a classic, some would say. i can play it on the electric guitar so that's cool 👀✨️ to me this song is probably even more "nirvana" as Smells Like Teen Spirit - i dunno it captured their sound really well and i might sound very pretentious now but it is such a Kurt song, i don't know how to descibe it differently xDD

Words as Weapons by Seether ~ and sometimes a girl feels a very stubborn anger against the world and some people who have deep cuts. listening to this song is cathartic.

Universe by EXO ~ doesn't your heart just open up when they sing "I'll search the universe..."?? because to me it always feels like that, like something bright is opening up my heart, ready to search along with them (it's the way the melody just keeps rising, flying across the nightsky on that long high note)

then list 10 songs you really like, each by a different artist.

New Thing by Zico feat. Homies ~ this song... is just really, really cool. so cool. ahh. i love listening to it, it's always over way too soon xD

saudade, saudade by Maro ~ my Eurovision favourite this year, haha, their whole stage presence was so whimsical, they remained my favorites from start to finish. i just listened to the song a lot afterwards. the soft desperation in it is just everything, really.

505 by Arctic Monkeys ~ screaming crying throwing up about everything in this song. the musical built up, the breakdown, the lyrics - just ahhh everything about this song makes me go feral, especially the breakdown. i think i rarely show as much of myself to other people as i do when 505 comes on and i'm screaming "but i crumble compeltely when you cry"

Slump by Stray Kids ~ sad bop in three languages, made by the one and only Han Jisung who gave the sinking feeling you get when you realize you are somehow falling behind depsite your best efforts a sound. musical genius (but also are u ok bro?). anyway, i can do all the rap parts (in english because i am a chicken when it comes to korean let alone japanese and i really don't want to mispronounce stuff) in this song and i don't think it sounds cringy when i do it so that's what i've been up to musically these days xDD

RED by Survive Said The Prophet ~ the lyrics in this one are so great! it has such a raw power once it breaks loose, it reminds me of thunderstorms and a stadium full of people not minding the rain because the live music is just so good and everything fits, lights flashing and bass guitar and drums messing with your gut. it's full of so many different feelings that you sometimes can't tell apart but they make you want to move and run and run until your body hurts more than your heart.

Star Walkin' by Lil Nas X ~ this song is also so full of energy but a totally different kind. it's stellar, it's bright, it's almost delirious, it's testing out how fast you can run before you fall over your own feet, it's chasing the feeling of your stomach dropping when you go a little too high on the swings. it sounds really weird, but my first instinct when this song comes on is not to blink, not one second, because i could miss something at this racing pace. the verses are just floating in space, looking around, taking it all in, whereas the chorus is pure acceleration until the point where there is no more "faster", feeling it might hit anytime now but it just doesn't xD

Forgive Me by BoA ~ it's her recent comeback and i've never really gave her music a listen but i saw the teaser pics being absolutely my vibe so i checked it out and really liked it! there is nothing more to it haha. it reminds me a little of what i also would have loved to see Seulgi do on her solo album but it's not that big - both harmonize perfectly with their respective tracks.

Hurdle by Suho ~ he made theeeeee summer bop with this song, really. gosh, the way i freaked when i first heard this song xDD i took little notes about the Grey Suit album in my notebook back then so i know for a fact i was immediately obsessed with the funky bass line and the voice distortion and how dancable this song is.

Serenity by Xiumin ~ i've said it before and i'll say it again: this song is an early spring sunrise, when you woke up oddly early snd you go outside to catch the first glimpses of sunlight and the dew still hanging on the grass wets the hem of your pants, tickles your skin, the cold wetness seeping through your shoes but then the first rays of light hit your skin and the air is fresh and clear and everything feels better and new, like you have healed a little, like you can keep going with a new burst of energy now. this is how this song sounds like to me, i get that mental image everytime, dark greens and bright blues and even brighter white and yellow hues.

Checkmate by TheBoyz ~ again nothing all to deep besides the fact that this song is a total banger and i just go insaneeee over the whispering and member who-ever-it-is saying "you're never satisfied". my sister likes TheBoyz and she played it once or twice and that's how i know this song xD

list the first 10 songs played from my spotify wrapped/apple replay when shuffled!

Francis Forever by Mitski ~ this one somehow very quietly became my chanyeol-enlistment-song. it's all about missing someone, needing someone/depending on someone's presence, not in a full on desperate way (a little desperate maybe-) but in a way that is just like what the first lines say "I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do with myself now that your not here" kinda like you still need time to figure out how to handle things in the absence of something that has been very present before. it really got to me while Chanyeol was away (yk sorta-away because you really cannot get that man off a stage xD but the feeling has always been different than before) - in the end i think it's a lot about adapting after a change in the way somebody is present in your life.

Daechwita by Agust D ~ i am not the biggest BTS fan on the plant (thank god) but i have a sort of soft spot for their rap line because they simply are really good at what they do, especially yoongi. and daechwita, what can i say, simply a total vibe. i remember how i had this song and Lay's Lit right after on repeat a lot that year, they somehow belong to the same universe xDD Daechwita is all about speed and power and hot rage, Lit is all albout precision and force and a very cold attitude of supremacy - both have this very untouchable and dangerous vibe. they are neighboring kingdoms maybe, very peaceful with each other btw. they just come to destroy them haters xD

Raining by Chanyeol ~ this song it just a biiig loong sigh. it's taking a deep breath and exhaling loudly. the dark heavy piano really is like black paint in an artwork, it really gives the song that heavy atmosphere. then the sax soli are almost complaining, it's whining, it's telling you its story of misery with the heaviest sighs. this also reflects in Chanyeol's vocals, he also has this hint of exhaustion there, this song is just so dramatically done with everything, it just yk wants to have a drink and end this unfortunate day xD on some days i think this might be the best song of the The Box OST because they caught this very moody atmosphere so so well and it's not often done like that in populat music, i suppose (look i probably sound like i know what i am talking about but i really do not- xD)

GOTTASADAE by BewhY ~ again, nothing deep. my bestie sent me the song and was like "!!!! here listen !!!" and i was like "omg!!!!!!!" and then it was on repeat xDD

This Is How I Disappear by My Chemical Romance ~ so here is the thing, i knew about them for a long time but i never had this kind of "emo phase" in my teenage years but when they had their revival tour or whatever this year a lot of people i follow online suddenly were obsessing over them again, and when i like people a lot and they get invested in something, then i want to check that out too. so i listened to their entire discography in one weekend (coincidentally, the exact weekend they played in germany xDD) and This Is How I Disappear was the winner of the little favourite MCR song race i had in my head xD so yeah, i dig their music, especially this song. once again, very cathartic to listen/dance/sing to.

Snow (Hey Oh) by Red Hot Chili Peppers ~ i really like that i got this one on random! because it's the first RHCP song i actively remember hearing, probably in the radio and i was just really obsessed with it (in a way a child can be obsessed with a song it doesn't understand xD) and that just kind of lingered around and i eventually looked up the chords so i could play it on the guitar when i was 13 i think, leading to my dad showing my Californiacation and Under The Bridge and that's when i got more and more into their music in general. another weird fun fact: because i practiced the lyrics very hard back then i can now recite them in absolute inhuman speed, everytime i do it it annoys people to no end but i think it's fun xD

Shutdown by Moonbyul feat. Seori ~ (un)official sapphic anthem, let's gooo. this song is so so sexy in a very soft and casual and relaxed way. i love how their voices harmonize, i love how the melody flows, how you're just drawn into the song from start to finish. this song it somebody touching you very softly, very gently at your most secret, sensitive places. this song is knowing how to have the exact same effect on the other. it's dancing together with the smallest most minimal moves, bodies pressing impossibly close together. i just get this warm, seductive, soft, comfy, sexy feeling from this song.

Free Fall by Øzi ~ i am ascending every time i listen to this song, really. the chorus comes in like the ground beneath your feet rumbling and breaking apart, falling through the cracks. which might sound like a contradiction to what i said in the phrase before. but falling and flying are very easily confused when it's dark and you can't see the bottom. one of my favourite love letter songs <3

Tire Swing by Kimya Dawson ~ the simplicity of this song is so charming, really. it's nothing big, the melody sounds like a children's song but the lyrics tell the tale of the complicated matter that is really liking someone who is just so different from you that it's actually kinda impossible for things to work out well, at least not with anyone hurt. it's part of the soundtrack for the movie Juno (which i really like) and while the teenage romance is only a secondary part of the plot, i think this song was an amazing pick to explain the relationship between these two teenagers that lead very different lives and have to figure out how loving each other works. it's such an easy song and then again it is absolutely not.

Nothing Else Matters by Metallica ~ my dad once told me that metal musicians make the best love songs and then showed me Nothing Else Matteds as proof and, really, i could only believe him after that. i think, this song has had a huge huge influence on what i expect from a romantic relationship. it really shaped my understanding of romantic love to the point where i said (at 13 or 14) in my diary that if i ever got married it would be to this song, and i am still kind of in awe with this thought because that song remains to be very significant to me. how it's about always being together in a way, about sincerity of feelings, about trust, about getting to know the other better day by day and at some point getting to know yourself better through the other, how it's about sharing things openly, about living a life together, about having a companion like that who shows you the world you thought you knew in another light. it's about the enrichment you experience by having a romantic partner, that goes beyong anything sexual which is so often immediately associated with romantic love. and that just really left a lasting impression on me, so it's a fave ever since.

ok. this was long. and very uncalled for lol i am sorry for oversharing like that sometimes i'm just really in touch with how exactly music makes me feel and maybe i'm a little sloppy and a little too much in writing long paragraphs about it oops- ^^'

anywayyy i tag @kafkascupcake @byuns-coco @his-mochi-cheeks @cxsmicmyeon @nvwu @joon-rkive @simplypearing @xuoux @whisperingdoves if you guys wanna (feel free to pick the part you wanna do or simply ignore this tho, i am fully aware that this is a lot of time consuming text, so i won't mind at all xDD)

#tag game #long post #headphones on 🎧#lol this is an absolute monster i am so sorry i have no self control akdbjdd

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justafanbutcurious · 10 months ago

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💫what's set as your lockscreen - directed by Sirius Blac wallpaper

🌑 cheese or chocolate - chocolate ofc

💖 do you have any nicknames - yes a few

🎵 last song you listened to - this i love by guns and roses

🖋️ have you ever written a fanfic - tried to but no

😎 are u on discord - nope

💚 do you have any piercings - if earings count then yes

🪷 what do you think says the most of a person - the books they read / hobbies

🍪 if you were a cookie which type you would be - lemon cookies

😻 are you more of a cat person or dog person - dog person ( cant be a cat person even if i wanted to because im allergic)

🪻 headphones or earbuds - headphones

🤫 what's the last thing you said out loud - i ... laughed.

🫠 whats a weird fact you know about - cleopatra used to try her posions and drinks on her maids/slaves

☄️ are you a morning bird or a night owl - night owl

🐻 fav place to nap - my bed

🦋 describe yourself in three words - dont know you chosee

👖 jeans or sweatpants - sweatpants because comfy

☕ what will be your Starbucks order - hot cocoa

🤎 a color you can't stand - neon pink

💎 what's your most prized possession - my notebooks (by myself :D)

🍵 coffee or tea - depends which type of coffee in the situation but tea i guess

🦕 favorite extinct animal - dinasours

🫶 how long have you been on tumblr - tbh i dunno but i'll look

🤠 desert island item - my notebook

🐸 describe your aesthetic - uhmm, simple and cozy?

🔮 your dream job - you know i don't know but i have my thoughts on bein' a lawyer

🎞️ relationship status - single

🍃 fav outfit - sweater and jeans (for winter)

🎤 is there a song you bet you can remember all lyrics - guns and ships in hamilton and good old fashioned boy by queen

💕 what color is your hair - brown/brunette

🌜 do you talk to yourself - *takes deep breath* YES

💄 do you wear makeup - in some situations

🪷best compliment you got - i don't remember

tags: @ghost-of-a-poet @apoetsworld @lonlylook @hrlx23 @urfavsherlockholmeskinnie @theprongspotter

~ 💖 ASK GAME 💖 ~

📷 What’s set as your phone’s lockscreen?

🍫 Cheese or chocolate?

✨ Do you have any nicknames?

🎵 Last song you listened to?

✏️ Have you ever written fanfiction?

😏 Are you on discord?

💛 Do you have any piercings?

🐰 What do you think says the most about a person?

🍪 If you were a cookie, what kind would you be?

🐶 Are you more of a dog person or a cat person?

🎧 Headphones or earbuds?

🌼 What’s the last thing you said out loud?

🙃 What’s a weird fact that you know?

🦉 Are you a morning person or a night owl?

🧸 Favorite place to nap?

🏳️‍🌈 Are you a member of the LGBTQIA+ community?

🦋 Describe yourself in three words.

👖 Jeans or sweatpants?

🥤 What’s your go-to Starbucks order?

🧡 A color you can’t stand?

💎 What’s your most prized possession?

☕ Coffee or tea?

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

🌙 How long have you been on tumblr?

🌴 Desert island item?

🐸 Describe your aesthetic.

🔮 What’s your dream job?

💙 Relationship status?

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

🎤 Is there a song you know all the lyrics to?

🤎 What color is your hair?

💌 Do you talk to yourself?

💄 Do you wear makeup?

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

💞 @ your favorite blog.

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vitaminwaterreviews · 9 months ago

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After School - Virgin

Okay… Wow. Like, wow. I expected … I dunno, kinda shitty synthpop, something along the lines of Twicetagram? But it turns out First Love isn’t the exception to their sound: it’s actually a pretty good representation of what they can do. I really need to see the song average for my own sake, so let’s see:

Average score of 8.1 which is stupidly high compared to what I was expecting. But this album kind of shattered every expectation that I had for it. It was well-written, it was well-arranged, it kept me interested the whole way though. Raina impressed me, Nana and Lizzy did more of the Orange Caramel thing, the trainees blended in just fine. The MV was a bit weird but honestly kind of wholesome in the end.

And ultimately, this album really wanted me to look into more of their discography. Like, I keep coming back to the word “mature.” And when I say that, I don’t mean sexy: I mean mature. And this was just 2011! They existed for several years before and after this, with subunits and japanese releases and all of that. So I guess now I have so much more to look into.

Alright, I’ve just done some cursory Googling and already this album seems crazy. It’s got re-recorded versions of various singles, as well as some solo- and unit-songs. So really, less than half of this album is actually new, full-group content. But even more interesting, it features Kyung-Min, a “pre-school girl,” which is kind of a weird way of saying “trainee”. So I looked into it, and it seems like she won some sort of contest to become the newest member of After School, but she never actually debuted with the group! The only references to her are short, like a single sentence, so that’s kinda neat. Anyway, I heard Bang! one time like a year ago and I don’t remember a thing about it except that it was marching band themed.

Let’s Step Up

Steps

Breath?

More steps

Oh okay it’s rhythmic

Lol this is really cool

Okay here’s the synth

Yes I’m ready

��Ah ah hi ah ah ha”

Yeah this is cool, I really like this

9/10, I’m such a sucker for a good intro

Shampoo

I’ll watch the MV for this one, but not the others

Well she certainly is wearing a backpack

Photos

Oh okay we’re synthy now

Butts

Wow look at those waists

Yeah this is more or less what we’d expect

Dude what is this filter though

This song feels super AKB to me for some reason

Actually … maybe that makes sense

Yeah that groove with this instrumentation

The MV is lowkey kinda wholesome tho

Oh no she felllll

Okay wait but

Huh

Yeah that’s … a bit awkward

That said I do appreciate a nice instrumental break in a song

Wait whatttt no way she looks like 12

I know I haven’t talked much about the song but I’m vibing

I’m gonna Wikipedia this before I rate it

Wait there is no Wikipedia article!

Well my guess is that the new girl is E-Young, bc this probably would’ve been her first thing with the group

Alternatively its a pre-school girl

If it is E-Young, then she’s 18 in the video, so fair enough I guess

Okay wait these lyrics are kinda wild

Honestly I might regret this buuuuut

9/10

Virgin

Mkay we’re all buzzy now

It suddenly occurs to me that I don’t actually know Madonna’s Like A Virgin off the top of my head, and maybe that’s an issue here

Pretty straightforward synthpop so far though, kinda want more from it

“Diva diva diva”

Mkay that was a nice bridge, I’ll give it that

Also I really do enjoy the Vibe of this song

8/10

Bang !

Mkay yep we have some horns going on here

I dunno what to think of this tbh, I feel like I really ought to be seeing the MV here

Pretty vocal harmonies

I’m not convinced that this is very similar to the Bang! that I heard a while ago

But also I don’t know a thing about that Bang! so who knows

Okay I just clicked through the original and it’s pretty damn similar so I dunno

7/10

Play Ur Love

Mmmm this is nice

What a coincidence, I also wanna stay with them!

Woah her vocal tone is So neat here

Wait why the random synth?

This is unironically pretty though, like if you didn’t tell me that this was After School then I’d have guessed like, Apink maybe

9/10, I feel like I should stop giving these out so freely but I’m honestly so impressed by this

Dream

Pre-school girl #1

Nice 6/8 groove

This is fun, I dunno if I buy it though

Okay well the bridge kinda just saved this song for me, I was getting bored but that tied it together really nicely

Haha the saxophone

8/10 I guess finneeee

Because of You

Mmm piano

Whispering and vocoded vocals

Oh okay we get a nice hard rap out of nowhere

I totally buy this

I think strong rapping over an otherwise airy song is one of my favorite tropes

Also kind of getting 2NE1 Go Away vibes from the chorus and the vocoding

8/10

Depend on Time

Mkay, groovy

Nice acoustic guitar and kind of a slow jam groove

But it’s not a slow jam it’s more folky

Mmmm okay now that the bass is here, maybe it’s a slow jam

Their vocals! Are impressing me!

Mkay I guess this definitely fills the slow jam role, but it’s not nearly as … obnoxious as some others

Maybe I should revisit some of the old SM albums sometime

WHY ARE THE VOCALS SO PRETTY THOUGH

Ohhhh wait that was just Raina?? That’s actually fucking crazy holy shit

9/10, I just had to re-listen, I am so impressed by her like wow

Nothing to complain of

Piano moment

Honestly I’m amazed by how mature this album is? Like yeah they do their sexy thing and all that, but it’s clearly well-written and arranged and like it’s just well done

Compare to Twicetagram

Okay, this is the slow jam haha

I’m just never going to get over that Raina song though like wow

8/10

Funky Man

Right after I just got done calling them mature lmao

No for real though this is Great so far like wow

Nana, Lizzy, and a pre-schooler

Like, this feels way more Orange Caramel than Depend on Time

Although I think I do prefer Depend on Time more

Still, I appreciate this a lot, and it fits well in terms I album structure

Guitar moment

Yeah, this is nice

8/10

My Bell

I dunno who Jung-A is but apparently this is her solo

Well she certainly has a pretty voice

I would enjoy this song a lot more if IU did it, and I’m not sure if that’s because I prefer IU’s voice, or if it’s because IU’s name carries that much weight in my mind

It’s not a bad song at all, but I don’t really care for her voice in it, and also I don’t really care for the OST-style ballads

6/10

When I Fall

Piano~

Oh okay nice, glad we get a good beat here

And that was a synth hit

Lovely harmonies

Honestly this feels SO f(x) so far

Like if this was just casually the last song on Red Light or whatever then it wouldn’t feel at all out of place

(I love Paper Heart though don’t get me wrong)

I do hope this has like, a Grand Climax or something though

Mkay, it didn’t quite get to where I wanted it to, but still

8/10

#album #kpop #After School

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sapphirecrook · 11 months ago

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[STORY] Call Me Fang - C. 3-1 Getting the band back together

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I dunno why, but my writing style is 'ahead, and little bits at a time' its very strange.

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I’ve been standing outside the music room for a few minutes. Finding it took some time, so naturally, I’m late. How did that even happen? I was literally in History/Civics class with Reed two minutes ago? I could’ve followed him? I guess the fear of small talk and exposure was just too much.

Hanging out near the door, and pushing my head against it, I can hear their conversation. Once more, I am reminded I have wings. These stupid things are nothing but a bother.

They are talking about “L&L” and bugs. Nerds. At least they’re not gossiping about me getting my wings caught on the door in history class.

Come to think of it, I have no idea how much Fang has communicated this change in style. If there is a change. I should stick to my tactic so far. Charge through, apologize later. Better too much than too little, had too many times undercommunication killed it.

I can’t delay forever, and playing the sneaky little spy only makes me look like shit.

To quote the wise Brooklynite: let’s a go.

I swing the door open with bravado and step in. Door shut with a bump of the butt, arms in my side, time to pull every ounce of confidence into a single 30 minute conversation. Home stretch. There’s hair in my face, as this silver waterfall is remarkably unruly. Still.

Giving it a look, the music room is a music room. Chairs for a whole band or choir, instruments in a massive closet, residual music stands, and of course… the posters. Treble clef anyone?

Trish and Reed sit on the very large windowsill. Reed’s tail is idly brushing the floor with its feathery tip, while Trish is excitedly explaining how bug slime nets work. Which Mr. Pink muses has use in his “L&L” game. They were both ready to play, as the drumset was the only instrument given space, and a bass guitar was right below Ms. Purple’s seating area.

“Everyone here?” I demand to know. Standing tall over all of them.

Actually, I am the tallest in the group. Good. Trish’s eyes roll like marbles at my meaningless demands. “Dude, we’re a band of three people.”

“Alright. Let’s do this!” I take a lungful of air and then… “So, what did you do to bribe LJ?” Reed takes some wind out of my sail by setting the conversation instead. It was a topic I intended but…

“Okay, yea. The trailer I sent. Okay, let me just play it for you.” I look around and find the hookup to the sound mixer and speakers, as well as a nice guitar to go along with it. No reason to play that file directly off my phone speaker like a pleb.

I am not ready for this. But maybe, if I just go real hard and fast, they won’t be able to notice and I can twist and turn things to suit the narrative. Confidence first. Deep breath, straight face, piledriver.

Master of the mind.

Playing a song I played only a few times in fragments will be hard. My fingers hover over the strings. Akin to gravity, they twist into the proper posture to play the instrument, anticipating.

There’s that feeling again. That underlying bubbling feeling of spectral hands grasping mine and guiding them along. I close my eyes and feel myself getting sucked into a cold, wet, dark abyss, where ever lyrical line becomes glowing bubbles.

It’s at once a struggle for survival, yet easier than breathing.

I found myself teetering on the edge of a cliff when it ended. The last few notes and words echo off the walls briefly, leaving me standing there. I can’t think of what to say.

My face was burning and glowing. I didn’t notice before, but it makes me smile. “And… uhm… that’s what she likes?”

I look them over, and they seem… engrossed? Trish even got the bass and had put a few notes to my score. My face feels like lava, as I realize I managed to entertain them so directly. Muscle memory is Fang’s, but the stage fright is alllll me. I’m contributing.

“That is a few towns over from our old stuff, ain’t it?” Reed gestures as he breaks the enchantment. “It’s good, but… yea.” He seems to like it? Trish’s expression is less optimistic. She’s frowning, rubbing her chin, looking at the ground left to right. “Yea, I’d sooner believe she’s setting us up. You know, a nice loser band to make Swamp Babies pop. Why else would she turn us away so many times only to just… turn at… I dunno. It doesn’t make sense to me.”

“The returning champion wins again.” Reed appends with a sigh, shaking his head. “So, we’re supposed to change our style in… a week. Six days or something? Like, how are we gonna do that?” “Reed’s got a point. I like it, doesn’t mean I can do it without time. Crushing this on a short schedule is a feat. Between babysitting and projects and stuff, time’s a crunch.”

The two are both looking down and away. They’re digging holes, time to fill em up. With confidence. Luckily, I bothered to think ahead. It’s the only way to keep my head from going to bad places. Felt weird that Fang would send LJ trailers without… the rest of the band playing.

It takes a second to build up my resolve, and when I do, I give my answer with boisterous noise. “And that’s where you’re wrong. Nothing’s impossible with a pinch of magic.” I can’t resist gesturing with hands and body, to emphasize the point.

“Cool, cast your spell, o mighty wizard.” Reed grins, as if he had the fullest confidence before even hearing it. His posture loosened, to receive the spell.

“Nah, man, Fang’s a witch. No books on them!” Trish finger guns me. I can’t help but smile again.

My plan isn’t the best. It basically puts all the work on me. Given this band thing is Fang’s idea, that’s fair enough. Sins of the body-father. Body-parent. I seem to have this new music down fine, and I have more time to practice. In fact, I’m new to it, whether we play the old or the new stuff. Thus… “I’m talking about backing instruments. We can use the MIDI box, right?” I hold up the weird slab next to the sound board. The cute post-it is the only reason I can identify it as such. Fang had one, and it took little to sort out the what and how. “Probably. There’s usually some solo artists or like, half bands. So I doubt we’d get slammed for it.” The purple punk concedes. “So. What if, say. We take what we know, and turn it into something else? Like, there’s only so many guitar chords and notes on a scale. Just dress it up in vibes and moods, some spiffy lyrics, and badaboom badabing.” My growing confidence leaves a mark. Even the worm-hugger seems to get sucked into it.

They exchange glances.

Admittedly, this entire plan was me screwing around with the MIDI controller back at Fang’s place and figuring out some workable ideas.

To cover MY ass.

Making the best of it.

Twisting it to suit the rest of the band’s asses is two birds, one stone.

Letting the idea simmer, Reed gives his feedback. “That’s… actually pretty clever.”

Man, this is going pretty damn great.

What is that feeling? That odd breeze on my rear?

Oh.

The tail.

What are social terms on tail related movement? “Man, here I was, thinking we’d actually have to try. Turns out Worm Drama was nothing but style and talent from day one.” Leaning back further, the purple horned one crossed and plants her ankles on the back of the chair near her. Oozing suave. Pinkie slides into thought, before raising a finger to ask a poignant question. “Uh, not to undercut your high, Fang, but do you think you can retool a song like that in a week?”

“No worries, Reed. You guys just gotta send me a line you can work with.” I really should figure out what instruments they play. “Or, whatever you feel you’re best with. Then, I merge them together. It’s easier to build with a foundation, after all. I’ll send you the finished version Sunday, so you can digest it.” “Is that enough time?” His skepticism is telling. Fair enough. I can, apparently, make a trailer work in a day. A whole new song? I’m not sure if that’s necessary, but I guess we can’t play the old, nor have them learn the new thing I made… “If you can send me the lines today or tomorrow, I have at least a few days to write alpha versions, let them sink in, digest, regurgitate. It’ll be tight, but look, I don’t have extracurriculars, it’s fine.”

“Def was nervous earlier. Yet all I see now is why you’re the boss.” Violet finger guns and a wink and smile.

Honestly, I was expecting someone to comment on my voice. Somehow, I’ve been close enough that nobody noticed or cares? As they say, nothing but net. “Are they? I thought Fang was more of a de facto leader.”

“Reed, dude, head vocalists are always the leader.” “Or the guitar.” Pink shrugs. “Double leader, triple president. Fang, your family is made of layered leadership.”

“Ah, I see Naser told you about it too?” I snicker. “Just walk past his ‘office’ and you’ll hear him say it to everyone that comes in. Curious how his big opening speeches are gonna go, given that campaign of his.” “Say what you want, but Naser has charisma. I’d definitely make out with him if Fang wouldn’t kill me for it.” Reed sinks into the window, arms behind his back. Showing off his armpits since his shirt covers none of that.

“You’ll have to fight Stella for the honor though.” I didn’t even hear Trish. Excuse me? “Uh, Reed, what the hell?”

“I’m kidding. Come on.”

I’m not really pissed. I’m living up to my assigned role as Reed Assassin. “If I catch you mackin’ with Naser you’re getting a one-way trip to the moon.” I can’t muster the sincerity to make it sound like a real threat. Though, if anything, they love it.

“Macking?”

“Hey, heard the moon’s nice this time of year.” Reed winks. “Perfect for a triple president honeymoon.”

The foundations of laughter, the bubbling of snickers, push up my throat. My face contorts, and strange, nasal guttural sounds pop from my nostrils. The crack of Reed’s wit whip works because it catches me off guard.

“God fucking damnit Reed!” How have I met this guy, like, a few hours ago?

I hardly noticed our bassist getting up and deciding it was enough, even if all she’d really done was idly play along with me. “Oh, well, nice to catch up. I gotta hit up Rosa for some things, important top secret projects.”

“Thanks for the moral support.” Wait. “Wait, your basslines?”

“I’ll send them tonight, don’t worry.” Her head pokes through the doorway as she shoots me an extended tongue. Fair.

Things wind down quickly.

I sit on the windowsill.

Reed took it to himself to play me the drum beat he wanted to use. That he felt confident had ‘enough flexibility to fit anything, but enough style to impress’ or something. Reed has mastered the art of being capable, serious, and seeming like he doesn’t give a shit at once. I half expect him to go ‘one more thing’ and blow my case wide open. Just pull off Fang’s face like a rubber mask like a meddling kid.

While he plays, I look myself over. I peer at my reflection in the window, and wonder. It’s strange to see another person’s face like that. I make faces, and they mirror. I’m getting too sucked into this. Tomorrow's another roll of the dice for this to just go away.

Then, I am taking a few weeks sabbatical to recover from straining every single social muscle. And maybe pick up that offer with Rex. Finally get him to shut up about that. Go to the pool and just float about. Get some hot tub hours. Yes.

Gonna treat myself for once.

A smooth landing for the returning traveler. Or perhaps I’ll just wake up in bed. Not a day missed. Ah. It can be that fortuitous!

As we wrap up, crack a few gags, he gets a bit more serious.

“Might have to skip on getting us the usual band ride. My van is totally trashed.”

“What happened?”

“Hm. Lemme think. I might’ve been stoned off my ass taking a hairpin turn. And like an idiot, overcorrect and uh… well, I’m alive. The van just needs a lot of dents pulled. So you either carry your own guitar, or you know, use whatever LJ’s got lying around.”

“Don’t freaking puff and drive!”

“It was that, or be home after midnight on a Sunday. And neither of my moms would give me amnesty in that case.”

“That’s just bad planning.”

I get up, and stretch. I push every feeling of being a personal space invader to the back of my mind, and try to focus. Look forward. It’s gonna be fine.

Reed seems to be busy thinking, so I’ll leave him to it. Unfortunately, that posture breaks before I can open the door. It’s for me.

“Yo, got a minute?”

“What’s wrong, Reed?”

“Just wanted to ask… you alright? Not too nervous about this audition thing, right? This might be that big break.” He looks dead at me, with a slight squint. Well, not really a squint, more an analytical frown. So he’s probably not projecting. That’s how it works, right? “I’m fine.” Shrug. “Hey, if you need some R&R time, I host L&L games” There’s the hook. I got a guess what he’s talking about. “Trish is in there. Sage too. Perfect time to take a load off and laugh. Naomi’s in, and Rosa. So everyone.” Everyone but me, huh? Although I have deftly avoided Stella and Sage so far. Wait, is he recruiting me under the guise of wellness? Sneaky. “L&L?” “Legends and Lore. It’s a tabletop roleplaying game? It’s like…”

Man, parallels are something around here. Can’t wait to find the complete works of Henry Shakescale and the musical talents of Mozartodon. “Oh, I know what those are.” Holy shit, he perks up instantly. His adorable, fluffy tail tip starts wagging side to side like a broom. “Sure, maybe later. After the audition. This weekend’s short notice.” Stalling for time, baby. I’d prefer to do some personal research first too.

“Cool, cool.”

I take a minute. Just standing here with Reed on his drumming stool. It’s nice. He’s pretty cute. Laid back. Like a big ol pillow. Trish has more of that big friend-energy.

“Weird summer, huh?”

I look up, and shrug. “I’ll be honest, weirdest one yet.” Sure has been.

Can’t wait to get some more downtime to process any of it.

“Never took Trish for the camp type.”

“Mhm.” Sure, that’s the weird one, buddy. “I gotta go. I wanna be there on time. Naser needs his moral support.”

“I’ll be on the roof, keep lookout for potential party crashers.”

#goodbye volcano high #GVH #callmefang

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athela-3 · 4 years ago

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Another day, another morning of randomly waking up with ALIEL pre-installed in my head.

Why. Why is it always this one. I mean there are a few other songs that land up in the start menu earworm slot, but of the entire Tsukipro repertoire it's always ALIEL in particular that snags in my head. I listened to it twice and got its melody and chords memorised because it's just. that. sticky. and I have no idea why.

Hh… I'm probably gonna end up downloading it, huh? Jury's still out on watching anythin', though historically persistent earworms were also how I got into Caligula…

#ari rambles #look i dunno a single word of the lyrics #but i can grab my guitar right now and play the thing from memory #...paradigm box got me into caligula anime which then got me into the game proper #is aliel gonna go a similar route? or is it happy just bein' an earworm?#what am i supposed to do with ya? huh?? whaddaya want with me??

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willcodehtmlforfood · 3 months ago

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I dunno what you heard about me,

but you aint gettin a smirnoff for free.

You can sit yourself on my knee,

but keep your hands off my P.I.N.T. x2

Now sharon, shes in the pub shes pullin the pints..

n pullin the punters if she thinks the price is right..

shes into nuts and gin with slim line tonic..

she plucked out her eyebrow n drew a line on it!

I don’t buy her a drink I jus get her some pork scratchins,

keep her off my pint cos I think her warts catchin..(urgh)

its pub quiz night n its bad for my health..

she asked me 21 questions and there all about herself..

she likes my hair she likes my car shes in the daily sport…

I don’t understand a single word because she comes from york..

im not that bloke that’s only tryna get her into bed, (nope)…

im that bloke that’s only tryin cos im off my head..(yep)

we can leave now if your startin to get bored..

we’l take the bus home because my nova’s not insured..

look love its simple if your sittin with me..

sip your drink but don’t touch my P.I.N.T

haha..

I dunno wat you heard about me,(yeah)

but you aint gettin a smirnoff for free.

You can sit yourself on my knee..

but keep your hands off my P.I.N.T.. x2

bur-bur-bur-bur-burn unittttt! (hahaha)

F-I-F-T-Y pence that’s me,

I work in the burn unit infirmary

NHS pention til im sixty three

and you no that im representin kings Langley..

F-I-F-T-Y pence thats me,

im a nature loving geezer you can find me in the tree,

im accidently known and locally accepted..

get off my pint!!!

so now you no about me..

yea love got my reebok classics on, (wee)

im bout to show you why my pint hand is quite strong..

your not wrong if u think I got a lazy eye,

its cos I had a mishap with a steak n kidney pie .. (oops)

I down a pint the same way I down a glass of water.. (slurp)

I swear I didn’t no this bird was the landlords daughter…

BURN,U,..N-I-Tizzy,

I bumped my head and now im feelin dizzy..

I've got people in Watford that no how I get down ..

got a bird in Hemel,

a few mates in town,

iv got a job in macdonalds and im not messin around..

iv got a big mac, mcflurry’s and a quarter pound-errr..

(haha)

just put it on my tab..

pick up a doner at millennium kebab..for closin time..

and about the fighting..

iv got a beer proof vest to avoid the pinting..pinting

I duno wat you heard about me,

but you aint gettin a smirnoff for free.

you can sit urself on my knee,

but keep your hands off my P.I.N.T.. x2

… yeah..

now in Hollywood they say theres no business like show business,

well in the pub dave said.. theres no business like the dough business,

and he’s a baker….

See if I talk really fast I sound like a prat

but if you listen real fast I don’t gotta slow down..

haha..

yea..

@oldmacykerenew és @nemcukorcanderel olyan art, mint a Háborús plakátok

#music #50 pence

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andysbubba · 2 years ago

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call me when you hear this song

↳ you performed a song you wrote for chris on live tv and chris act on the lyrics.

an | this song is call me when you hear this song by new west!! this has been stuck in my drafts for about a whole year and I HATE IT. i don't like it and I wish it isn't so draggy and lengthy and so descriptive but I just wanted to get rid of it and yay #secondchanceromance <333

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"So you just released a new song right?" Jimmy starts off, glancing down to his card before he looks up at you while you nod in response to his question. "When you said 'call me when you hear this song', is there actually a little someone you were expecting a call from or is it words you just spewed out for the song?"

You chuckle in reply, shifting your body to turn to the kind host and took a quick second to think about your answer. "God– must I answer the question?" You joked while subtly fidgeting with your hands. You knew the question was gonna be asked when you took up the interview but it doesn't make it any less tough to answer. "But yeah! I wrote it with someone in mind and the whole song is about him."

Jimmy lets out a gasp, covering his mouth with his palm and laughs. "Alright, alright. Now I'm really curious— did you get any calls from anyone who thought you were singing about them or did the person you wrote this song for actually called you?"

You laughed at the question, thinking of the calls you did get about the song but none from the person that actually matters. "I did, actually. But not from the guy I was expecting a call from." You chuckled lightly, shrugging the question off. "But truth be told, I don't think he even heard the song yet."

"There's no way he hasn't heard your song yet, right?" He trails off and gestures at him and the audience. "Especially not when it's hitting all the charts and it's even trending on TikTok. I hear it all the time I get in the car too."

"Well," You drag slowly, with a shrug. "I dunno how to put this nicely, but he kinda sucks at technology and keeping up with trends. I mean, the only trend I remember him doing was the Ice Bucket Challenge which was probably all the way back in 2014. "

"I think we're gonna need a whole list of everyone who did the challenge just to figure out who it is, huh? Or maybe do another round of Show Me Your Phone." He suggests, keeping his face as innocent as possible with his usual cheery grin.

"Oh god." You wagged a finger at him, instantly recalling the last time when you came on the show for Show Me Your Phone and you had to show the latest video in your gallery. "Never again. I had to fight for my life on Twitter that day."

It had been a video of you on a couch, cuddled into someone's side and your head was resting on his chest. You had been lucky enough that the video didn't show his face and the only sound in the background were the lines from the movie Aladdin playing on the TV and a dog's barking.

"I really wanna know if this song guy and your video guy are the same person." He pokes teasingly.

You know Jimmy well enough that he won't pressure you into answering if you don't want to. If anything, he'll even help you cover things up. He's easily one of the best hosts out there. He's great at his job and somehow, he does it without prodding so much into people's private lives.

"They are." You sighed, rolling your eyes at the man. "Y'know, I was kinda scared to come here today just in case we had a repeat of that whole thing and I have to spend the rest of tonight fighting for my life on Twitter. Again."

The audience laughed and so did Jimmy at your explanation. He pushed his chair back and stood up. "Well, lucky for you, the only thing I'm making you do today is sing your new single." He clapped his hands together, a wide smile on his face as he addresses the audience. "We'll be right back after the break with more of Y/n Y/l/n on The Tonight Show!"

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Chris had been mindlessly flipping through all the channels until Jimmy's face came on the screen and he decided on that since he wasn't in the mood for a movie anyways. He almost choked on his coffee because he was not expecting to see your face on his TV screen as the camera shifts to show you walking out from the backstage as Jimmy presents you. Hell, even Dodger started barking at the sound of your voice.

"Jimmy!" Your voice rang through the room as you stepped closer to him and greet him with a hug and beautiful, wide grin you always have.

As you take a seat on the couch, you waved at the audience and the cameras and Chris just swoons.

"God I've missed this couch so much. I swear to god it is just as comfy as Sebastian Stan's couch."

Chris laughs at that revelation. You and Mackie just had a thing for Seb's couch. But Seb would never reveal where he got the couch from- no matter how much you and Mackie bullied him into spilling.

Good old days.

Chris sat up straighter on the couch, watching intently as Jimmy asked you questions your new song. It's not that he doesn't keep up with your music or don't support your career. He just tries to avoid you as much as possible, knowing that he'd get the urge to give you a call and rush back into your arms at the first bit of attention you give him.

The questions shifts to something about Show Me Your Phone, and you laughed in response while swearing off the game for good.

Knowing Jimmy and his games, the game you were talking about was probably played during one of your old interviews on the show.

He hastily grabbed his phone while the screen switches to a commercial break. He's curious about the game. He types in 'Y/n Y/l/n show me your phone' on Youtube and the first thing that came up was 'Show Me Your Phone w/ Y/n Y/l/n'. The video had been from probably two years ago. And judging by the date, you both were still together then.

There was a screen with a bunch of apps. And he watches as you start the game off and had to show your last received text which was a message from your mom asking when you'd bring home a man to meet her.

That itself left Jimmy and the audience cracking up in laughter, and Chris laughed too.

In your next turn, you had to show the latest video in your gallery. He was expecting a short vlog of yourself backstage or just a random timelapse of the sunset since those are the first things that came to his mind. Chris almost freezes in his seat when the video starts playing. He recognises it all too well. The background is so obviously the very couch he's sitting on right now in his living room.

And he's not a narcissist but Chris can definitely recognise his own chest. And that bark is clearly Dodger's. What kind of dog dad would he be if he can't even recognise his dog's bark?

Scott had been over that night, and he recorded it– mentioning how he's tired of lovesick couples and using the video against you and Chris when he told the two of you to stop being so mushy. He airdropped the video to both your phones that night too.

Chris was shocked to say the least. How did it take him so long to find out about this? And he recalls the jab you aimed at him earlier in the live interview.

"I dunno how to put this nicely, but he kinda sucks at technology and keeping up with trends. I mean, the only trend I remember him doing was the Ice Bucket Challenge which was probably all the way back in 2014. "

Chris chuckles to himself and shakes his head. You were definitely not wrong about that.

He keeps watching the show as Jimmy teased you about the video and dug to find out whoever's chest it was. You sheepishly hid your face behind your palms as the blush rose up to your cheeks and you mumbled out vague replies to all his questions.

"I was so not prepared for this when I came here." You pointed sharply at Jimmy with and chuckled. "My publicist is gonna kill me after this."

Chris eyes the TV screen, realising that the show's back on and it's time for you to sing your new single. He sets his phone aside and made a note in his mind to get back to the video later and keep up with all your other interviews with Jimmy.

Call me when you hear this song I think you know who you are Can we start where we left off? Lord knows I'm never moving on

Every time you hear this tune Just know I still think of you Can we get together soon So you can say I love you too?

He realised you could've fessed up right then when the video of you on his chest was aired out to the public. It would've been so easy for you to just say his name and you could've avoid the fans and media pestering and digging into who you were with. It would've help build your career too. Again, Chris isn't a narcissist— but he knows he has all his fans and the media follows him around. And he knows you were never using him and it will never be your intention. But the media is cruel and the two of you were well aware of that.

They can easily present you as using Chris for attention and publicity and they'll start digging into you and Chris' lives, and the two of you enjoy as much privacy as you can get— even if it isn't part of the life you two signed up for.

So you kept it as private as possible for about a year until you both mutually decided on a break. For you to focus on your music, and for Chris to get back to filming. He'd be flying around for filming and press and you'd be in London for a few months to collaborate with a couple of different writers and artists there.

You didn't want to stress each other out with all the distance and separation so you took a break.

Please not again We've been through this before my friend Don't say that this is the last time No I ain't ready for goodbye

I tried my best And gave you everything I had Seems what I have is not enough You want another kind of love

"I'm always gonna wait for you, y'know."

Both of you were smiling through the pain– trying to find the good in goodbye. The tears were inevitable. Chris had tear streaks on his cheek and your heart breaks at how vulnerable he looks.

You wrapped you arms around his torso, cheek pressed against his chest as you let your own tears out.

"I'll always love you, Chris."

His own arms tighten around you. "I'll always love you too, sweetheart."

Call me when you hear this song I think you know who you are Can we start where we left off? Lord knows I'm never moving on

Every time you hear this tune Just know I still think of you Can we get together soon So you can say I love you too?

He hadn't expected to wait so long. But somehow, a week turned into months, and next thing he realised— it's been a whole year since he last saw you. He would've reached out, and Chris doesn't know why he held himself back from texting you all these while.

A part of him thought that maybe you truly moved on, what the two of you had was truly over, and he's the only one stuck in the past.

You're being pulled in another direction I want you to know that I understand Cause things get complicated when you say you still love me But how can I know how you feel I'm only human

I won't stand in your way You deserve to know yourself I know we'll meet again one day But till' then I just wanna say (I just wanna say)

Chris brushes his hand through Dodger's fur as the mutt sprawls himself out on Chris' lap. "What do you think, bud? Should I give her a call?"

Dodger nuzzles into his thigh, letting out a low purr in reply. Chris sighs at him. "You miss her too, don't you?"

Dodger looks up at him, slowly blinking as if he's actually agreeing with Chris.

Call me when you hear this song I think you know who you are Can we start where we left off? Lord knows I'm never moving on

Every time you hear this tune Just know I still think of you Can we get together soon So you can say I love you too?

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You're grinning widely as you sing the last line, waving at the audience as Jimmy comes over and pulls you into a hug.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Y/n Y/l/n!" He looks at the camera, arm slung over your shoulder as he holds up a square frame of your album cover. "Call Me When You Hear This Song is out now on all streaming platforms!"

It wasn't long till you went backstage, the show ending with your performance. Jimmy left with you as both of you made small talk about the show and your projects.

"Do I even know who this guy is?"

"You do actually." You laughed at the question, grinning as you pat him on the back. "He's been on the show a couple of times."

"Oh god, you mean the answer's right under my nose?"

You scoff at his response. "If it helps, he's a giant goofball." You nudge him with shoulder, smirking as you walk ahead of him. "Good job tonight, Jimmy!"

"Oh yeah, I see how it is! Thought we were friends!" He shouts back at you, playfully rolling his eyes and cracking up as you chuckle and head back to your dressing room.

You met up with your manager back in your dressing room and she arched a brow at you as soon as you came in.

"$20 says he'll call soon." Olive notes as she passes your phone over.

You simply shrug at her, your manager and your closest friend. "You're on girly." You laugh mischievously as you go through your phone for anything that you missed while going live on the show.

It had been tough to convince management and your publicist about keeping your then relationship under wraps– even from them. The only people who knew about it was well— you, Chris, Olive, and Scott. Scott wasn't even supposed to find out. He came to visit while you were over at Chris' and you didn't have enough time to make an escape. And Olive well— she's your bestfriend. What choice do you have?

You honestly don't know if Chris even listened to your music. So you weren't exactly expecting a phone call even if you technically did say something about calling you if he heard the song. The song has been out for two weeks now but you still didn't hear from him. Besides, Chris is more of a documentary and news guy rather than a chat shows and reality tv guy.

A little notification pops up on the top of your screen while you were scrolling through your emails.

Chris: Should I call now?

You gasped, accidentally letting go of your phone and it drops on the floor with a loud clad. You looked up at Olive, who eyed you weirdly.

"He texted."

She grins at you. "Pay up, girlie."

You chuckle, rolling your eyes at your friend before picking your phone up and you quickly typed out a reply. "He's asking if he should call."

"I'll give you some time. " Olive nods, standing up from her seat as she goes out to leave the room. "We're leaving in thirty."

His name pops up on the screen soon after she left and you inhaled deeply before you picked it up.

"Hey." He breathes, chuckling softly as soon as you picked up.

"Chris."

"You did great, Y/n. Dodger dozed off listening to you sing." He starts, his voice low and you realised that he watched the show- oh my god.

"You heard the song?"

"Watched the Show Me Your Phone video too."

"Oh my god." You laughed, taking a seat on the couch while your heart beats just a little bit faster.

"Y'know, I'm gonna be fuckin' embarrassed if it turns out that you weren't basically telling me to call you." His accent was thick as he speaks and it made you a little flustered.

"Nope." You popped the word. "It's definitely you."

You hear him breathe a sigh of relief as he talks to Dodger over the phone. "You were right, buddy."

You let out a breathy laugh at his words. "Did he convince you to call?"

"It's just those damn puppy dog eyes. I think he really misses you." Chris says before he clears his throat and you could almost feel his nerves through the phone. "Wanna come over?"

A giant grin forms on your lips. "Be there in an hour?"

Chris chuckles, "Okay. See ya soon, gorgeous."

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You changed into something more comfortable and you got Olive to drop you off somewhere in Chris' neighbourhood— making some lame excuse about how you had to visit a friend. She obviously didn't believe you but she let you go anyways, telling you to stay safe, to not get caught by any paps, and sends you off with a "Don't do anything crazy, Y/n."

You ended up on Chris doorstep 10 minutes later, knocking on his door with your poor attempt of a disguise with just a hoodie, sweats and a cap. He was quick to open the door, instant pulling you into a hug as he kicks the door shut.

"Hi." He starts off, grinning almost shyly when he pulls away.

"Hey," You giggle in reply, letting your arms stay around his torso.

"I'll make you some hot cocoa then we can talk?" He suggests. "Dodger's on the sofa."

You nod, following him as he walks inside the house. You're familiar with it, but it's been so, so long that it just felt a little awkward to be back in Chris' home again.

Chris goes into the kitchen while you head to the sofa where Dodger's just sprawled out on.

"Bubba!"

The pup perks up at your voice and he barks immediately as you rush over to him and plop yourself beside him before he climbs into your lap. Dodger excitedly licks your face and he pawed at your hoodie.

You laugh at the mutt, letting your hand rub over his belly. "I missed you too, baby."

Dodger nuzzles into your touch when your fingers brushes through his fur as he slowly calms down. You're glad he didn't tackle you to the ground like when he finally met Chris after two whole weeks. He's cute but he's a huge dog. And heavy.

"Hey! Stop hogging her, you goof." Chris chides playfully when he comes into the living room with two mugs in his hand. Your hand stays on Dodger's fur while the other reaches grabbed a mug from Chris. The moment he sits beside you, Dodger moved so that he's half-sprawled on your lap and half on Chris.

"So," He drags awkwardly, a free hand going to the back of his neck and scratches at his nape. "Nice song."

Both of you stared at each other for a quick second before you both burst out in laughter.

"Okay, okay," He shakes his head with a chuckle, "But I'm serious, it's a really good song."

You cleared you throat, "Uhm– I didn't think that it'd reach you, honestly." You tried your best to look at him but for some reason, your gaze kept shifting down to the mug in your hands.

His voice got lower– almost a whisper but it was still loud enough for you to hear. "Did you mean it?"

You glanced up at him, and his eyes never left yours. You never stopped thinking of him— that's how you got the inspiration to write the song in the first place.

"Every word."

"Good." Chris breathes.

His lips was on yours in a split second, his free hand cupping your jaw and he shifts so he's closer to you. You tensed up, hands staying in the same spot with your fingers wrapped around the mug in your lap.

You pulled out of your daze, letting the mug rest in between your thigh so both your hands are free. You reach for Chris' face, twisting your body just a little and pull him closer, your lips moving slowly against his soft ones.

You feel Dodger hopping off your lap and you almost feel bad for the pup but Chris pulled away, so you kinda forgot about the dog. He had a cheeky smile on his lips while he stares at you. His fingers gently rubbing your cheek and he leans in to rest his forehead against yours.

"I love you too."

You couldn't help but chuckle before you realised that his hand holding the mug is hovering over your lap. "God, please don't spill that hot cocoa on me."

Chris glances down, laughing lightly before he backs away and took your mug too– placing both on the coffee table. He sits back beside you, hands reaching out and swiftly pulling you to sit on him.

"I missed you." He says softly, his hand staying on your waist and the other gently rubs your back.

Your arms rest on his shoulders, nose pressed against his and your lips curl into a grin.

"I know."

"So what? We're dating again?"

You hum, quickly pressing a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"Wanna tell everyone that I called you when I heard that song?"

You looked at him then, palms cradling his face and thumbs brushing against the soft skin underneath his eyes. "You sure, Chris? The media's gonna flip."

Chris nods, pulling you closer to him as he sits up. "We didn't tell anyone last time because of your career. There's nothin' to be scared of now, baby. Maybe the privacy thing, but it's nothing we can't deal with, right?"

"Olive's gonna kill me."

"And Megan will kill me. Should we request to be buried next to each other?"

"You only live once, right?"

Chris grins. "How do you wanna do this?"

"I'll post that video of us that Scott took on my stories with my song in the background."

He nods in agreement and pulls his phone out. "I know what I wanna post."

"You gonna show me?"

He hums as he taps on the screen and hides it from your view. "You'll see, sweetheart."

He glances back up at you after a quick minute, waiting for you to stop tapping on your phone. "You ready?"

You tap the button and wait for the story to load, and you quickly switch to Chris' account and refresh his page just to see his story.

When the purple ring pops up around his profile picture, you click on it. A picture of you on his couch with Dodger pops up with your song playing in the background. You realised its a picture he snapped just a few minutes ago while you were waiting for him to make the hot cocoa. Your face wasn't shown in the picture but it's easy to identify the person as you— if your voice singing in the background isn't enough.

"Sneaky." You teased as you turned your phone off and set it aside.

"No backing out now. You're with me for good, baby."

You cradle his jaw and lean down, bringing your lips close to his. "There's no other place I'd rather be."

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an | put me in jail but idc if this flops i really don't like it and it makes me sad bcs it could've gone so much better but im so 🫠🫠🫠

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