#mine is gonna be 12 years in december :]

[euthymiya]

Your day is ruined—right as the clock strikes midnight and it’s hardly even begun. Here’s how it goes:

December 7th, 12:00 AM

Suguru: happy birthday satoru

You: HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!!

You: NOOOOOO WTF I WAS GONNA BE FIRST

Shoko: lmaooo rip

Baby <3: I didn’t even read suguru’s text babe don’t worry I have him muted

Suguru: Bro that’s not how a group chat works

You’ve been sulking ever since—and sure, the day is about Satoru and not your petty differences with Suguru and his inability to be compassionate to a serious, devoted, loving and blossoming relationship (which is something his lonely, sad existence has never experienced, you suppose, in his defense). But it’s customary to be the first one to text your boyfriend happy birthday and Suguru has ruined your day.

You glower over at him from across the table as he hides his smug smile and takes a bite of cake.

“This is good cake,” he hums. He looks directly at you as he says it, like he’s taunting you.

You unfortunately take the bait. “I know,” you spit, “I got it because it’s Satoru’s favorite.”

“Every cake is his favorite,” Shoko snorts. “You could put a candle on a pile of sugar and he’d never know the difference.”

“Hey!” Satoru cuts in, crossing his arms and pouting, “I’m right here! And you’re not supposed to be rude to the birthday boy.”

“Yeah, Shoko,” Suguru scolds, “Just because something’s true doesn’t mean you should say it. It’s rude.”

“I need new friends,” Satoru mutters, rolling his eyes as he cuts himself yet another slice of cake to nurse his wounded feelings. You glare at both of them as you pinch his cheek in an attempt to lift his spirits.

“We could always replace Suguru,” you offer, “He’s always causing problems anyway.”

“Why? Because I happen to remember Satoru’s birthday a second quicker than you?” He grins, winking at you with an infuriatingly smug look that you’d like to burn off with the candles.

Instead, you huff, crossing your arms as you retort, “Well, it sure would be easy to send a quick message with no effort. I put a heart in mine.”

“How long does a heart take to add on the end?” Shoko raises a brow.

You glare at her, snapping as you point out, “You didn’t even text him at all. How long does it take to type out a quick happy birthday?”

She grabs her phone, typing away as you stare at her blankly until all three of your phones buzz.

Shoko: happy bday

“Wow,” Satoru says flatly, “Thanks, Shoko.”

“No problem,” she beams, innocently batting her lashes at him as he rolls his eyes.

Despite it all, you can’t help but let out a small giggle. One by one, everyone lets out a soft chuckle in what feels like a chain reaction cycle, each laugh spurring on the next. Finally, when you’ve all slumped against your chairs, catching your breaths as joy leaves its stain across your lips, you glance at Suguru.

“I’ll be first next year.”

He hums, standing as he grabs his coat and murmurs, “Good luck with that. You have cute dreams.”

Shoko rises, following as she mumbles, “You guys need lives.”

They both leave—it’s just you, Satoru, and the space between your chairs. But he’s quick to fix that, leaning over and grabbing under the cushion to pull you closer to him until your thighs touch.

“You’re cute when you’re mad,” he hums, amused as he glances at you over the lens of his sunglasses. You roll your eyes, grabbing them off his face and deciding to skip the usual comment you like to throw that only pretentious guys wear sunglasses indoors.

It’s his birthday, after all.

“I’m not mad,” you huff, “I’m annoyed. There’s a difference.”

“How?” He snorts.

“Like when I’m around you,” you tease. “I’m always annoyed with you but not mad. See? Big difference.”

When he pouts, you laugh, grabbing his cheeks and pulling him closer to press a chaste, sweet kiss to the puckered slopes of his mouth. He hums in appreciation at the gesture.

“Not supposed to be mean to birthday boys.”

“You’re right,” you murmur, “I’m sorry. You’re never annoying.”

“Well, you don’t have to lie,” he cracks a grin.

You giggle against his mouth, pressing kisses in between shared huffs of laughter. He tastes like frosting and an easy smile. You can feel the warmth of his lips press against yours and seep down to your fingertips. They cradle his face and the warmth is pressed back into his cheeks.

It’s a cycle. You don’t want it to ever stop.

“I’ll be first next year,” you promise quietly. He likes the sound of that—next year. Whether you’re first or not, he hopes there’ll be a next year. And the year after that. Maybe a decade. Maybe a century. Maybe until your bones are one with the earth and all that’s left to prove your love is the way your tombstone is next to his.

“Well,” he murmurs slyly, hand hiking up your thigh, “You could always be the last to say happy birthday, if that’s any appeal to you.”

“Oh,” you fight back a grin, shaking your head in amusement. “I suppose that’ll work. I guess I can end it rather spectacularly—Suguru could never.”

You stumble into your bedroom in a messy heap of limbs and a weave of shared laughter. Next year, you’ll be first. But this year, you’ll take it nice and slow and appreciate every second until the clock reads: 12:00 AM, December 8th.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY MOST SPECIAL BABY EVER he’s alive and well and eating cake off my tits don’t worry guys I saved him

[emmawithtwoms]

Advent

@moonwater-microfic December 1st -405 words

“Remus, what is that… thing?” 

The thing Regulus was referring to was a carton frame, filled with many little containers glued to it. Those containers had very disorganised numbers on them (why was number 24 between 12 and 6?), painted in white, completely covered in glitters, little drawings of snowmen, snowflakes, little trees and candy canes. Remus had put it in their kitchen, and was filling the containers with different kinds of candies. 

“It’s an advent calendar, love.” 

“A what?” 

“Merling, I keep forgetting how uncultured you wizards are.” 

Regulus glared at his boyfriend.

“You’re walking on thin ice, Lupin. What is that?” 

“An advent calendar is a muggle thing: every day, until christmas eve, we come and get a candy from the box with the correspondent number. It’s a countdown for Christmas. I thought it would be cute to put it on for our first Christmas in our apartment.” 

“Oh, that’s cute, and did you buy it to be this… original?” 

“You can say that you don't like it, you know?” 

“It’s just… why are the numbers all mixed up?” 

Remus chuckled at his boyfriend's disdain for the lack of organization in his advent calendar. 

“Well, it’s supposed to be for children, and the fun part is looking for the right box in the morning, not knowing where it is and what you’re gonna find inside. I made this one with my mum and dad when I was a kid: we took an old frame and painted it white, the box are cut up old egg cartons stuck on with hot glue, and me and my mum spent the whole afternoon painting it and pouring all kind of glitters on it, while my da made hot chocolate and cookies for everyone. I thought it would be cute to keep up the tradition, you know? But if you don’t like it, I can take it down.” 

Regulus just stared at his boyfriend, then silently stepped over to him, grabbed the collar of his very ugly snowman sweater and yanked him down on a kiss. 

“That is the cutest and most adorable thing I have ever heard in my life. Don’t you dare take it down Remus Lupin” 

“Oh. o-ok, love, message received. Would you like to bake some Christmas cookies with me?” 

“Can I eat the leftover batter from the bowl?”

“Obviously.”

“Then yes, I would like it very much.” 

“Merlin, how I love you.”

A.N: HAPPY DECEMBER!!! The advent calendar I described is actually mine, lol. It's the one me, my mum and my brothers made when I was like 5 or 6. We still hang it up every year, and my mum still fills it with kinder bars. Sadly this year I cannot participate because I am in Budapest, but I know that my mum still has it.

[diremoone]

— Christmas Prompts

I hope everyone has a very Merry Christmas and/or very Happy Holidays and New Year! Feel free to send me some of these dialogue prompts or use them for yourselves as well! ;3

[ the pics are not mine and the beautiful line divider to the wonderful @cafekitsune ]

prompt 1 — “The kids are gonna be pissed there’s no cookies for Santa because you ate them all.”

prompt 2 — “I’ll kiss you anywhere but under the mistletoe.”

prompt 3 — “It’s our baby’s first Christmas. I don’t think they’re going to remember you buying them all of these stuffies.”

prompt 4 — “Merry first Christmas together, baby.”

prompt 5 — “Of course I get sick on Christmas. Only me.”

prompt 6 — “The best Christmas present you could give me is letting me sleep.”

prompt 7 — “Dressing up as Santa isn’t so bad! See?”

prompt 8 — “I know you’ve been wanting to match sweaters. I was looking for ones you’d like to surprise you.”

prompt 9 — “Wake me up when December ends.”

prompt 10 — “I know this is the first time you’ve ever celebrated Christmas.”

prompt 11 — “No that isn’t how you make hot cocoa. You make it with milk, not water.”

prompt 12 — “If you ask me if I wanna build a snowman one more time, I’m gonna break your jaw and ban sexy time.”

prompt 13 — “Oh, my god. Cheesy Christmas movies. I don’t want to— Oh, this one’s actually pretty good.”

prompt 14 — “If that’s your best job at wrapping, I’d say Santa needs to hire some new elves.”

prompt 15 — “I bet there’s gonna be a Christmas pregnancy announcement.” “Yeah, it’ll be ours.”

prompt 16 — “You belong on top of the Christmas tree, angel.”

prompt 17 — “I used to write letters to Santa. No, it’s not cute.”

prompt 18 — “Let me take you to see Christmas lights.”

prompt 19 — “Let’s spend Christmas together. Me, you, and the store bought, pre-lit tree. No? Is it because I insulted the tree?”

prompt 20 — “Baby, I love you, but there are too many sweets. Even for me.”

prompt 21 — “Come back to bed. It’s okay to sleep in. I know you were up all night.”

prompt 22 — “You shouldn’t be cooped up in here by yourself on Christmas.”

prompt 23 — “Yes, I fell and gave myself a concussion and unfortunately had to call you to pick me up. No, hanging tree lights had nothing to do with it.”

prompt 24 — “I didn’t have anyone else to spend Christmas with. Hope you don’t mind if I spend it with you.”

prompt 25 — “I’ve never built a snowman before.”

[popcornforone]

DECEMBER

A part of the Marcus Pike Fan Fic Diary

Masterlist

November

It’s here

The final entry of the Marcus Pike Diary & if I’m honest I’m really gonna miss the soft writing for him. He has finally got the life he deserved & I want to thank you all for coming on the 12 month journey with me. It’s been a pleasure. Please check out the Masterlist for the rest of the story.

Synopsis:- You have to convince Marcus to go wreath making.

Word count:- 800

Warnings:- DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18! Swearing, alcohol, pregnancy(dont worry they don’t drink) piv Dex, teasing, pda, extremely fluffy & romantic, remember this is a diary so it’s all I.

Thank you all so much for reading the Diary. It’s really appreciated.

Marcus wasnt keen when I booked this up back in August, just before we went on holiday. He was like why do we need to do this. But today it all paid off & he’s been excited to do this for the last week.

We went wreath making. The little craft shop 2 blocks away does festive nights & I thought this would be the perfect chill evening for us both. I’ve done one with friends a couple of years ago & he said it was the best wreath ever, but this year I said we should both go. A nice couples evening.

We weren’t the only couple there. It was a mix of friendship groups, couples & sibling. All listening intently to the instructions. Marcus of course thought he was all over this. 5 mins in he was swearing.

“Fuck” he said after the 3rd Holly sprig poked him. “Bloody holly” he said having a sip of his champagne. He’s happy I’m pregnant, means he can drink & not worry, because I will be happy to drive him home. I mean he’s happy I’m pregnant for lots of reasons obviously but it means we don’t have to pay for taxis this holiday season.

“Language Marcus” I said not shouting when I drew blood a few minutes later.

“I just want it to be perfect baby” he said kissing my neck. Marcus is loving the PDA at the moment. Something about my bump showing is making him even more loving that usual. Or is it just my breast looking so fabulous & full.

80 minutes in & the hard part of the wreath was done. Holly, pines, eucalyptus, Christmas tree, all sorts of green Shrubbery covered them. Now it was time to decorate.

“Do you trust me Marcus?” I said as I went to go get items for us to put on the wreaths.

“Always baby” he said as he moved into another glass of fizz. His eyes widened when he saw how much stuff I brought back. “That’s a lot” he chuckles.

“Yes it is but I have an idea” I said. “We use all the same main materials but for the bells, stars, candy canes & glitter one of us uses pink & the other blue” he smiles.

“Oooh that’s a good idea” he says “hang on thought you didn’t want a gender reveal party” he said looking confused as we had talked about this.

“I don’t but it your family & mine will be together at your parents cabin for Christmas. We will know next week what we are having so we can arrive at the cabin & present them all with the correct colour wreath & the other one can be on our door at home.” Marcus kisses my forehead. His hand coved in sap from sorting out the greenary rubs my now showing bump.

“Clever girl” he says.

“I have my moment.”

Once our wreaths are made & we both look at them happily we take a photo of us holding them both wondering what we will be blessed with.

“Are you going to post all of your pregnancy on Instagram” he joked as we made our way back to our places once it was all over.

“Not all of it”

“Well seems like you have so far”

“Do you want me to post some of those naughty photos we took in the waterfall baby & that lagoon so everyone knows where bump was conceived” he turned bright red.

“True but I think when we get home I’m gonna need a reminder.”

I love my evening baths at the moment I’m having 2 a week & usually Marcus joins me for one a fortnight. Tonight was that night. The candles at the end of the bath. Soft rnb playing. How I sat in his lap. The way he washed my with the sponge. The way I feel so sensitive every time he pushes inside me. His fingers on my clit as I turn my head back to nip & kiss at his ear & neck. Soft moans as we slowly grind together. The water enhancing my pleasure. He still loves to pleasure me. Says even when I’m gonna be to tired & not physically able to be thrust into that he will still lick me out, make my pussy pur & make his face glisten. He loves me & he loves that my body is glowing with pregnancy.

I can’t believe the year is almost up diary. I’m now sat in bed while he does to make me a honey & hot water drink to have before bed. When he said new year new us back on New Year’s Eve, im not sure I really believed him. But I now know that next year will be a new beginning all over again.

I’m so happy with my life, my bump & my Marcus Pike. The man I would do anything for. My rock, my souls mate, my man.

[amayaonly1]

Verses Unwritten: A Rap Odyssey

Eminem x Rapper!OC

Verse 18

About: The tabloids ignite chaos in Eminem's world after a viral confrontation with Benzino at Dre's Christmas party stirs rumours and teases unresolved feelings. Faced with teasing from his D12 crew and his own swirling emotions, he makes a bold decision to confront his truth, leading to a heartfelt late-night call with Genji that leaves them both on the brink of something deeper.

"Verses Unwritten: A Rap Odyssey" Chapter List: Verse 1 | Verse 2 | Verse 3 | Verse 4 | Verse 5 | Verse 6 | Verse 7 | Verse 8 | Verse 9 | Verse 10 | Verse 11 | Verse 12 | Verse 13 | Verse 14 | Verse 15 | Verse 16 | Verse 17 | Verse 18

Disclaimer: This work is a work of fiction, and any involvement of the character Genji is purely fictional and not representative of any real person.

TMZ Exclusive: Slim Shady Sees Red at Dre’s Christmas Bash

December 28, 2010 – What's a holiday party without a little drama? This year, Dr. Dre's lavish Christmas bash wasn't just about eggnog and A-list mingling. It also served as the stage for one of the most talked-about moments in recent hip-hop history.

Rap mogul Marshall Mathers, better known as Eminem, turned heads when he confronted longtime rival Benzino in front of the star-studded crowd. Eyewitnesses claim Slim Shady grabbed the ex-Source Magazine honcho by the front of his blazer, reportedly hissing, "You don't get to touch what's mine."

The altercation allegedly started after Benzino was seen chatting with Genji, the reclusive rap icon and close friend of Eminem. The moment quickly went viral on Twitter, with hashtags like #SlimSnaps and #BenzinoVsShady lighting up the platform. While neither party has issued a public statement, insiders say the tension between the two rappers is far from resolved. Stay tuned for updates, and maybe round two at New Year's?

Eminem groaned as the article scrolled across the screen, the TMZ narrator's obnoxiously cheery voice doing nothing to soothe his frayed nerves. He rubbed his temples, already regretting showing up to Dre's Christmas party in the first place. Across the room, Kuniva and Bizarre howled with laughter, slapping their knees like this was the funniest thing they’d ever seen.

"Yo, Em," Kuniva said, grinning as he pointed at the screen. "Ya really said, 'You don't get to touch what's mine'? You sound like a jealous boyfriend in a rom-com!"

"I didn't say shit," he muttered, though his voice lacked conviction.

"You did!" Bizarre shot back, practically choking on his laughter. "Man, you looked like you were about to star in Love & Hip-Hop. Benzino didn't even know what hit 'im!"

Denaun leaned back on the couch with his arms crossed, shaking his head with a small smirk. "Nah, Biz's right. You don't pop off like that. Not unless there's some feelings involved."

"Shut up," Eminem snapped, though his tone was more defensive than angry.

"Y'know he's got a point," Kuniva chimed in, wagging a finger at him. "You've dealt with Benzino's bullshit for years, and you never let it get to you like that. What's the deal, man?"

"It wasn't about him," Swifty said thoughtfully, giving Eminem a knowing look. "It was about her."

His jaw clenched. "It's not," he muttered, though even he didn't sound convinced.

"Bullshit," Bizarre said, shaking his head. "You about broke your damn hand on his jacket. That wasn't just you sticking up for Genji, that was personal."

"Exactly," Swifty added, his voice calm but firm. "We've all been disrespected before, but you didn't snap like that. Not in public, or even over some petty shit. Be real with us."

The said rapper pressed his hands against his temples, trying to block out the barrage of accusations. "I wasn't gonna just stand there and let him be a fuckin' dick, okay? She didn't deserve that."

"Of course she didn't," Kuniva said, nodding. "But that ain't why you did it, and you know it."

The room fell silent for a moment, the weight of their words settling in. Denaun leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he fixed Eminem with a steady gaze. "You care about her, don't you?"

He froze, his breath catching in his throat. He looked away, his mind racing. "I don't even know what the fuck that means," he muttered after a long pause.

Bizarre snorted. "It means you're a dumbass who's too scared to admit he's into her."

Eminem glared at him, but there wasn't much heat behind it. "You don't know what you're talking about."

"Maybe not," Swifty said with a shrug. "But you do. You been actin' weird since she came back around. All we're sayin' is... maybe it's time to stop fighting it."

"Yeah, man," Kuniva added with a grin. "Tell her how you feel. What's the worst that could happen? She says no, and you go back to being miserable and writing angry songs? That's kinda your thing, anyway."

Eminem let out a bitter laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. "You guys are real fucking helpful, y'know that?"

"We try," Bizarre said with a wide grin, clearly unbothered.

The room went quiet again, and for once, no one cracked a joke. Eminem stared at the floor, his thoughts a chaotic mess. Finally, he stood, grabbing his jacket from the back of his chair.

"Where you goin'?" Swifty asked.

"Gotta make a call," he replied without looking back.

Genji answered on the second ring, her voice warm but a little curious. "Marshall? Everything okay?"

"Yeah," he said quickly, though his heart was pounding like he'd just run a marathon. "I uh… I just needed to talk to you."

There was a pause on the other end. "About what?"

He took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts. He ran a hand over his face as if that would somehow clear the chaos in his head. "About the party. Y'know, where I snapped at Benzino."

"What about it?" Her voice softened slightly, though there was still a note of curiosity there.

Eminem hesitated, pacing the length of his kitchen. Words felt heavy in his throat, like they were daring him to speak them aloud. Finally, he stopped, gripping the edge of the counter. "It wasn't just about him being a dick," he said, his voice quieter now. "I mean, yeah, he was, but… it was more than that."

"Marshall..." Her voice had that steady calm that always managed to disarm him. She wasn't pushing, but she wasn't letting it slide either.

He forced himself to keep going, the words tumbling out like a confession he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. "I care about you," he admitted, the words tumbling out before he could stop them. "More than I probably should. More than just as a friend or... whatever. And seeing him sitting there, talking to you like that, all smug and shit… I just- I just lost it."

There was a long silence on the other end, and Eminem's chest tightened with every second that passed. He pressed his thumb against the edge of the counter, the small sting grounding him. "Fu?" he called out, his voice almost a whisper.

"I'm here," she said softly, and he could hear her exhale. "I just... wasn't expecting that."

"Yeah, well, neither was I," he muttered, letting out a weak, shaky laugh. "But it's the truth. I didn't know how else to say it, and… I just thought you should hear it from me instead of reading some dumbass headline about it."

That got a small laugh out of her, soft and breathy, but enough to ease some of the weight crushing his chest. "Marshall," she began, her voice gentler now. "Thank you for telling me. I know that wasn't easy."

"It wasn't," he said honestly. "But I needed to say it. Even if it fucks everything up."

"It doesn't," she reassured. "At least, not for me. I care about you too... more than I've probably let on. But this is a lot to process, you know? And after everything that's happened…" She trailed off, and he could hear her choosing her words carefully. "Maybe we can talk more when it's not all so fresh. Is that okay?"

"Yeah," he said, his voice steadier now. "That's okay."

"Good," she replied softly. "We'll figure it out. Together."

"Yeah, together," he echoed, the weight in his chest easing just a little more. For the first time in what felt like forever, he allowed himself to hope.

As they said their goodbyes and the call ended, Eminem leaned against the counter, staring at the blank screen of his phone. The knot in his stomach wasn't gone entirely, but it had loosened enough to let him breathe. Whatever came next, he'd face it; and for once, he wasn't afraid of the outcome.

[robinrunsfiction]

Merry Lux-Mas!

Author's Note: Wow, I haven't published anything in a very long time, mainly because I've been working on various things that just never get anywhere closer to being done. This is technically an excerpt of the larger fic that I've been calling The Bandom AU. There was another fic I put up a while back for an OTP challenge that has also been incorporated into that larger fic as well. I suppose I should just jump into this thing, before the note is longer than the fic itself!

~

The band reconvened in Detroit after the brief Thanksgiving break for one last sprint around the country to close out 2004. Lux’s flight from Arizona meant that she didn’t get to ride from the airport to the hotel with the rest of the band, but Shelly’s cheerful face at their shared hotel room door instantly made the travel-related stress melt off the drummer’s shoulders.

“Lux!” The small blonde threw her arms around the drummer, hugging her as if it had been months since they last saw each other, not just over a week.

“Hey Shell,” Lux replied, the air getting squeezed out of her.

“Are you so excited?” Shelly asked, letting her go and bouncing back over to her desk, where all sorts of papers and planners were spread out.

“For the show tomorrow? I guess so, but not like any more than another.”

“No! Your big day!”

Lux took a moment to rack her brain as to what Shelly was talking about, but the look of confusion must have been evident on her face.

“Your birthday, it's coming up in just over a week! What do you want to do for it?” Shelly asked.

Lux dropped her bag on the bed Shelly hadn't claimed. “No it's not.”

“Ye-yes it is?” Shelly replied, starting to flip through the pages of her planner, searching for proof that she was right. 

“I never cared much about it, but I'm pretty sure it's in September.”

“But, I thought it was December 9th! That’s what your drivers license said!”

“Did I give you one of my old fakes? I thought I passed all those on,” Lux said, pulling her wallet out of her backpack. “Nope, just the legit one. 9/12/82.”

“Nine twelve,” Shelly repeated slowly. “Oh no! When I saw the date on your driver's license my brain read it as day, month, year, not month, day, year! I'm so sorry we missed your birthday!”

Lux shrugged as she toed off her sneakers. “Don't worry about it, I hadn't even been in the band a month at that point, you didn't have to do anything for me, y’all hardly even knew me.”

“We could have at least had cake, or whatever treat you wanted!”

Lux perked up for a moment at the mention of cake, before shaking her head. “Really, it's ok, I don't need special attention, or a special day, or anything. Besides, we just had cake on Mikey's birthday right before that! And it was a really good cake!”

“I mean, yes, I do pick good bakers, but is that what you would've wanted?” Shelly asked knowingly.

Lux shrugged. “I dunno, maybe. But it really doesn't matter! I promise it's okay! Now if you don’t mind, I'm gonna take a shower. That flight was especially grody.”

Before Shelly could argue back again, the bathroom door closed behind the drummer. Shelly sighed before she got up and marched across the hall, knocking on the door. As soon as Gerard opened the door, Shelly marched right in.

“What's wrong?” Gerard asked.

“Do you know when Lux's birthday is?”

Gerard and Mikey exchanged looks of confusion with each other. “Umm,” Gerard started.

“I don’t think she’s ever mentioned it,” Mikey shrugged.

“No, but I saw it! I had to copy her driver's license for some paperwork back when she started, and I saw the date was listed as 9/12/1982, but I read it as December 9th.”

“So it was back in September.” Gerard confirmed. 

“Right after mine,” Mikey blurted out with a goofy smile that didn’t go unnoticed by his brother.

“And we didn't do anything to celebrate her! I feel so bad!” Shelly slumped down on the desk chair, putting her head in her hands. 

“Well is she upset?” Gerard asked as he rubbed Shelly’s back sympathetically.

“I don't know. I don't think so? I can't tell, it's so hard to get a read on her! She said she didn't want special attention.”

“That makes sense,” Mikey nodded. “But we could have celebrated together.”

“No! You each deserve your own special days!” Shelly scolded.

“Can we maybe make it up to her?” Gerard asked.

“It would have to be a surprise,” Shelly replied. “I really think she would have been fine letting each year go by without celebrating her.”

“We would notice eventually,” Mikey added. 

“I would hope so,” Shelly shook her head. “I should get back to our room, or she'll suspect something is up if I'm not there when she gets out of the shower.”

The brothers nodded as Shelly left just as swiftly as she arrived.

“We should get her a really good gift,” Mikey suggested. “To make up for missing her birthday.”

“Like what? What does she like or need?” Gerard asked.

Mikey thought for a moment, looking around the room, hoping inspiration would jump up at him. “What about an iPod?”

“An iPod?”

“Yea, Frank always makes fun of her Walkman and how many CDs she carries around. It would make it a lot easier for her.”

Gerard nodded. “Yea, that might work. Let's ask Ray and Frank and see if they'll kick in any money.”

“I can put in more if needed,” Mikey said before even realizing it.

Gerard just nodded and smiled at his brother.

~

A few days later, Lux yawned as she woke up once again in her familiar bunk on the bus. She did tend to be one of the last to get up, so usually there was noise from someone, or something, but today was strangely quiet. Had they arrived in… Wherever the fuck they were going and everyone had left to go explore without her?

“Rude,” she muttered to herself as she slid out of her bunk and trudged her way to the front of the bus, hoping to maybe find someone and a snack, but not expecting-

“Merry Lux-Mas!” The words hit her like a punch in the face.

“What the fuck?!” Lux exclaimed, jumping back, much to the amusement of her bandmates. She looked around the front room, and found it was covered in birthday streamers and balloons. “What the fuck is all this?!”

“An attempt to make up for missing your first birthday in the band!” Shelly explained. “I'm still so sorry I messed that up.”

“It's ok, really!” Lux reassured her. “I said I really don't need a special day or anything!”

“Everyone needs their day,” Ray replied, pulling her in for a hug.

“And not share it,” Mikey smiled. 

“But what if I want to?” Lux pouted back at him before breaking into a laugh. Mikey laughed too, but in the back of his mind, he knew that if Lux ever gave him that pout again, he’d agree to rob a bank for her, or punch a clown, or whatever she asked for. He wouldn’t stand a chance.

“Well that's a problem for next year,” Shelly replied. “For this year, this is your day, all for you.”

“Well thanks,” Lux blushed a little, not entirely comfortable with being so squarely in the middle of all the attention. “Umm, is there maybe…”

“Yes, of course there’s cake,” Shelly answered. “Double chocolate.”

“Sweet! I’m starving,” Lux grinned.

“When are you not?” Frank chidded.

“Frank!” Shelly elbowed him in the ribs.

“Ow!”

“Wait, first we got you a present!” Gerard popped up with a square box in hand.

“Oh come on! I didn't need a gift!”

“Well we wanted to give you one!” Shelly replied, as she cut the cake.

“As a thank you for putting up with us,” Gerard replied, giving Frank a look.

“And a ‘sorry again for missing your real birthday,’” Mikey added. 

Lux sighed as she took the box and unwrapped it. “Do yall really have to watch me?”

“Yes. In fact,” Ray grabbed the camcorder that always seemed to be around. “I’m gonna record it.”

“Nooo,” Lux whined, covering her face with her hands.

“No cake until you open it!” Shelly scolded.

“Ugh fine,” Lux couldn't help but giggle at that. She got back to unwrapping the box, gasping a little as she tore away the last of the paper. “You guys! An iPod?! It's way too much!”

“No it's not,” Gerard replied. “It's from all of us and you deserve it. It was Mikey’s idea.”

“Really?” Lux looked over at Mikey, eyes wide.

“Yea, you just have so many CDs, I thought this might help you travel a little lighter, and it's easier to organize and stuff,” Mikey explained.

“I love organizing my music,” Lux almost murmured, turning the box over in her hands. “Thank you. Seriously, all of you, thank you. If you hadn't picked me back in August, I dunno where I’d be right now. Probably back to living at my Grandparents’ in Arizona trying to get the guys from Jimmy to give me another merch job,” she laughed.

“You saved our asses really,” Frank replied. 

“Yea, I dunno where we’d be if you hadn't auditioned,” Gerard added.

Ray let out a scoff. “Probably still auditioning drummers in hopes we’d find one like you, kid.”

“I am pretty great huh?” Lux beamed, but Shelly could almost see the glint in the younger girl’s eye. She could have sworn Lux was almost about to cry, probably happy tears if she had to guess. But she wouldn’t bring it up, at least not at that moment.

“You are,” Mikey replied quickly, oblivious to the looks being exchanged behind his back by his bandmates.

“Well so are you guys, I don’t hang out with losers.” Lux nodded. “Now can we have some cake please? I'm starving!”

[black-arcana]

JINJER Releases New Song 'Someone's Daughter'

Ukrainian modern progressive metal icons JINJER have released a brand-new, blistering single, "Someone's Daughter". The song arrives with a thrilling music video, and is now available on all streaming services worldwide.

JINJER singer Tatiana Shmayluk comments: "'Someone's Daughter' is an artistic attempt to cast the light on the inner world of women, who in various scenarios and circumstances have had to choose a path that was historically made by men.

"In a world where women are often underestimated and overlooked, they are still powerful heroes who navigate hardship with strength and resilience, unapologetically becoming themselves and breaking barriers in the face of the challenges that face them.

"'Someone's Daughter' celebrates transition from naivety into wisdom, weakness into force, unwavering determination and fearlessness as our mothers, sisters, daughters and wives walk through adversity and fight for better change. These women are often forgotten but they have earned respect. They've earned mine, that's for sure!"

JINJER recently completed recording the follow-up to the 2021 album "Wallflowers".

During an appearance on a recent episode of Knotfest's "She's With The Band", Shmailyuk spoke about the progress of the songwriting sessions for JINJER's new LP. Tatiana said: "My purpose is just to write lyrics and sing them. I'm so behind right now with the writing lyrics. And I warned my guys. We were at least to get a really rough draft, rough sketch or a demo of one song, like maybe first single from the new album, at least get this, but nope. [Stress and creativity don't] work with me. Well, but when the deadline's coming, and everybody knows that — I've been talking, like, every single time we release a new album, I say that, I say this — deadlines push me. So I just have to write, so I get this stream of consciousness, basically. I write down whatever the bullshit is in my head. And then you build it. At least you have to have bricks to build a poem or whatever it is, just lyrics."

Regarding the musical direction of the new JINJER material, Tatiana said: "It's gonna be different, first of all, because I feel that the music differs a lot. And to my mind, the whole — I won't say how many songs are there; I guess 12 or even 15; let's say 13; I don't remember — but they all have… not all of them, but half of them, at least, they have a similarity in them. They're similar to each other or they remind me. They have this concept within — without any lyrics, they still sound like they belong to one box. They are a set of songs. And I already think about all the… I'm not even thinking about like the lyrics — I think about the topics and stuff, but I think about the booklet or the cover or even the music videos and what I'm gonna wear there. And it has a certain flavor to me that… I feel like it has this flavor of 19th century. It's very romanticism from the 19th century. If you listen to it, you will think, 'Oh.' You know, when you listen to MUSE, you feel he was inspired by a lot of classical composers — obviously. So our new music has this flavor. And I'm so excited."

JINJER will embark on a North American tour in the fall. Support on the trek will come from fast-rising Japanese metalcore unit HANABIE and progressive metalcore mainstays BORN OF OSIRIS.

JINJER released its first official live DVD/Blu-ray, "Live In Los Angeles", on May 17 via Napalm Records. Recorded and filmed on December 22, 2022 at The Wiltern in Los Angeles, this offering is intended to celebrate not only getting through the last few years in one piece, but also the band's 15-year career.

"Live In Los Angeles" was a spontaneous decision by the band, recorded as raw as possible, to emphasize the passion that can come from a live show. This release is an explosive mixture of JINJER's discography — featuring fan favorites like "Sit Stay Roll Over", "Home Back" and the game-changing "Pisces". The live album contains 16 songs in various audio formats, with some strictly limited: the deluxe digipack features not only a DVD, but also two more songs, "Wallflower" and "Disclosure!", recorded in Paris in 2023.

JINJER is:

Tatiana Shmayluk - Vocals Roman Ibramkhalilov - Guitars Eugene Abdukhanov - Bass Vlad Ulasevich - Drums

Photo credit: Lina Glasir

[fellow-traveller]

This is gonna be long, so if you don't have the time to read it, it's cool, I'll summarise it like this:

I think I'm back. Kinda. Expect some blasts of Hol Horse fanart that I missed sharing here since November 2023 (if you followed my Twitter/X, you might have seen them)

Okay, I know excuses can be bad but here's mine to kinda justify my absence.

I admit that I had been feeling depressed with what's happening in P@lest1ne for the past 6 months, because I had never seen it happening in real time, in videos and interviews. 20+ years ago, anything about them came in the form of stories from actual P@lest1nians whom I had the privilege to meet during my volunteer work in school, and newspaper articles from local publishers. Our local broadcasters still chant FTRTTS whenever they talk about them. But the real-time atrocities and the aftermath really got me hard. I'm not one to shy away from real-life gore - true crime is my go-to documentary whenever I'm relaxing - but what's happening there - the injustice, the brutality, the depravity - can be too much for me to bear.

I'm not saying I'm used to it by now...I still hear my heart break with every dead and hungry child I see on my screen, but at the same time, I feel a bit more hopeful. Mainly because I believe in the P@lest1nians' faith and resilience, and I believe in mine.

Apart from world events, on a personal level, my company moved to a new building in December, about an extra 30 minutes drive away from my home, so I was almost on a blackout from online stuff back then. Didn't even touch the 1 Day 1 Hol Horse challenge (but thankfully they are done now...will share them later). The move-out was done around the end of January 2024, and then I got busy again with work in February. Work had been very hectic because everything had been disorganised since the move. Even now, we don't really have internet in the new building and had to use our phone data for that.

Wanted to get back last month, but delayed it until today because my cat was sick with cancer. My cat, little Vee, whom I had for 12 years, just passed 2 days ago, 1 day before my birthday ;-;

Anyway, all that said, I think I'm ready to be back now on tumblr. I know I missed a lot of drawings that I kinda promised myself to finish (like the Halloween Hol), and also posting the 1 Day 1 Hol Horse doodles. I missed other people's Hol Horse and HolPol fanart as well. I also have a few thoughts I wanted to share of our favourite JoJo cowboy too...

So in the next few hours, I'll be doing just that. I apologise for the massive spam that's about to come beforehand. Just note that if you cannot wait for the fanart blast, you're welcomed to dig for them on my Twitter/X.

On current notes, I'm in the middle of doing The Emperor Month Challenge. Basically, Hol Horse with the other Part 3 characters. I missed 2 days now, but I'll be catching up. This will be on until the end of this month.

For now, I won't be doing requests/art trades because I wanna start drawing for my JoJo OCs. I have been neglecting them for months.

Hopefully the depression will simmer down. The world is a mess, and I'm trying to soldier on.

Oh, and to my Muslim followers, Happy Eid-ul-Fitr. ♥

[sunnydaleherald]

The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Saturday, December 14

Can't even shout Can't even cry The gentlemen are coming by Looking in windows Knocking on doors They need to take seven And they might take yours Can't call to mom Can't say a word You're gonna die screaming But you won't be heard

~~BtVS 4x10 “Hush”~~25 years~~ Original air date: December 14, 1999

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Ménage à Trois (Cordelia/Gunn/Wesley, G) by ChronicBookworm

Wanting and Waiting (Wesley/Lilah, T) by clipper782

saw you in the corner of my eye (turned around, didn't want to say goodbye) (Wesley/Lilah, M) by prueturner

Who Needs Saving? (Not This Heart of Mine) (Faith/Wesley, M) by flipflop_diva

Working Relationship (Faith/Wesley, T) by ChronicBookworm

Slayers In Love [Logic Puzzle] (Buffy/Faith, T) by DontStopHerNow

The Truth Will Be Told (Buffy/Willow, M) by flipflop_diva

Charm (Giles/Jenny, G) by HAL1500

Taste of Your Own (Buffy/Spike/Xander, E) by USS_Genderprise

Mr. Bloody Brightside (Spike/reader, not rated) by chemical-killjoy

Stripped Bare (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxine Eden

Mismatched Memories (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by kcchameleon

Wavelengths (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by ClowniestLivEver

Mismatched Memories (Buffy/Spike, PG-13) by kcchameleon

Stripped Bare (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxine Eden

Gossiping (Buffy, Dawn, T) by veronyxk84

[Chaptered Fiction]

Fangs, Light, Forgiveness, Chapter 5/5 COMPLETE! (Angel/Spike, T) by xaeyrnofnbe

Echos and Silence, Chapter 2/75 (Buffy/Spike, E) by BloodyThorn

The Buffy Chronicles: Life After Sunnydale, Chapter 10/? (Buffy/Spike, E) by sweetmelodykiss

I Love You (and The Horizon Hides You in Vain), Chapter 2/? (Buffy & Dawn, Buffy/Spike, canon ships, M) by ConcernedReader

Smoke and Leather, Chapter 18/? (Spike/OC, M) by EagleAlwaysFliesAlone

A Slayer in the Senate, Chapter 5/? (Buffy/Faith, Buffy/Tara, E) by storiwr

Lest This Bond Be Broken, Chapter 12/? (Buffy/Giles, M) by Dynapink

Aegis, Chapter 36/? (Xander, multiple xovers, T) by dogbertcarroll, Narsil

Where are you?, Chapter 1/16 (Buffy/Riley, Xander/Anya, T) by RotBlau

Something Lost Something Found, Chapter 18 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Safire

The Science of Being Yours, Chapter 15 COMPLETE! (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Maxine Eden, ClowniestLivEver

[Images, Audio & Video]

Artwork: [Drawing of Spike] (worksafe) by isevery0nehereverystoned

Icons: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, S03E10 — Amends (Willow, worksafe) by screensland

Icons: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, S03E10 — Amends (Faith, worksafe) by screensland

Icons: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, S03E10 — Amends (Buffy, worksafe) by screensland

Icons: Buffy Summers — Buffy, The Vampire Slayer, S03E10 (1998) (Buffy, worksafe) by slashericons

Artwork: 5 Seconds (Buffy/Faith, G) by taken_aback_by_Tuesdays

[Reviews & Recaps]

PODCAST: S4. Ep22. Home by Investigating Angel

PODCAST: Caught Mid Suck (S5E10) by It Stakes Two

[In Search Of]

ISO: are there any good feral angel aus? requested by camellcat

[Fandom Discussions]

one of my favorite things about buffy summers is that shes a badass while being super feminine and girly by garfphone

‘passion’ and its impact as the first real turning point of the show by rorykillmore

in 5x12, when buffy has to stash joyce and dawn with someone strong enough to protect them from glory, she could totally have sent them to angel by peppermintack

I was talking to someone who said that it was unrealistic that two vampires fell in love with Buffy by bufferingsummers

I love Buffy Summers! idk if I’ve ever seen a female character be so simultaneously beloved and beat up by the narrative of her own show by tourmaline-dream

So much of Spuffy is about choking on mental health issues [then it] becomes about amends by desicat-writer

They can never make me like the scoobie gang. I hate season 7 of Buffy and the way they treat Buffy is ridiculous by icecreamandsadnesss

I am going to add Whistler to the list of people I want to hunt down with dogs by thornfield13713

I really feel that at this point someone ought to have figured out something to vamp-proof the school library by thornfield13713

I think we can call that flashback confirmation that the showrunners were doing the whole adult-taking-advantage-of-a-teenager subtext deliberately by thornfield13713

I wonder why [Angelus] chose to do the whole end-the-world thing here by thornfield13713

y'know, maybe the reason wil and xand struggle with their partners is because no one really comes above buffy by camellcat

I can’t fully fathom what a modern day spike would know. He was very much into popculture in his time…would …he be into memes if he was written now? by angelic-chu

to add to my posts about the spike and buffy and angel dynamic [...] by tenderjock

An understated Season 6 AU idea by lightdancer1

I really think that Willow’s faults and her virtues are two sides of the same coin by lightdancer1

it sucks so bad that anya doesn’t stay friends with cordelia by forcebookish

What If: They said no? continued by AlphaFoxtrot

Why did Giles think it was a good idea to leave Buffy? continued by multiple posters

Reboot Still Happening continued by Nix

What’s a character trait you wished wasn’t dropped? by InternetAddict104

Buffy revival with Angel and Spike by authenticriver

what’s your most underrated buffy episode? one that should have hush and restless type hype by PinkPashaTS

Wesley debuted on Angel 25 years ago (S1EP10) by macXros

Unpopular opinion but tabula rasa is not that great. by Rain_stars22

What's something in the Buffyverse that doesn't require a nuanced perspective, in your opinion? Basically, what you see is what you get by PristineSituation498

Character Day 1 : How would you describe Cordelia Chase's personality ? by Cailly_Brard7

Whedon's Original Adolescence Allegory and a Color Theory Analysis by symbiotaxi

[Articles, Interviews, and Other News]

Interview with the Band [Nerf Herder] - Part 2 on #camera by Slayin It with Juliet Landau

CONVENTION: James Marsters to Attend Comic Con Connections in Newbury, UK 13-14 September by dontkillspike

PUBLICATION: Buffy: Sarah Michelle Gellar on New Generations Discovering Series by BleedingCool.com

PUBLICATION: Buffy Nearly Reversed Its Most Shocking Death To Satisfy Fans by Giant Freakin Robot

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[tenaciouschronicler]

December 13 2024 2009

Three Jades? Well I guess that explains the sleeping but not sleeping thing with Jade. Jades dream self is in the same yellow clothing as what is above the fireplice which is wild. Does she own these clothes in real life and why would you pick those for your dream? The robot is very weird. First off why? How does the bed sense her dreams to power this robot and more importantly who made it? Jade tries sleeping in her dream but cant get comfortable because "some sort of invisible force is pressing down on you, a strange feeling of cold heavy metal." So I dont think shes aware that theres a robot that copies her moves.

Taking a look around the place Ive got a couple of observations. The whole room is washed pink from the bed, to the new wallpaper, to the plants and the items on the floor. There are no posters at all and the lights of the selected shirt options are all off. Its very bright outside and the sky is pale yellow, with the sun turning the sheets orange. Lastly, Im just realizing the bed posts kinda look like lathed totems? I dont know if Im just late to the party on that but there ya go.

We get to see the past related to Johns birthday present, which here is signed GT which we come to find out related to Johns previous Chumhandle 'ghostyTrickster'. A few things we learn. Rose and Jade probably had their past conversation in December as well because they talked about birthday presents.

John is the baby of the group (cant relate), Jade is the oldest and Dave and Rose are one day apart. John was one busy guy getting and wrapping their gifts in time but in all his excitement he forgot how long mail takes to get to Jade.

Jade has been harassed for years by these troll accounts, of which she counts 12, and they are the reason John changed his Chumhandle and ruined the friend theme.

We jump back to Present John for a second which is great cause now I can talk about the rest of those drawings in the past.

Every time you reenter your room, you shudder at the recent handiwork of some mischievous imps.

(emphasis mine)

Um, John, buddy how are you only seeing this now? Its been on your wall for months. Im surprised Rose hasnt said anything on this matter...

TT: Are you suggesting that imps are responsible for defacing your movie posters?

EB: uh, YEAH?

TT: Your posters have looked like that ever since I first saw your room.

TT: The moment we started playing this game.

TT: I thought you had defaced them ironically to mock your father's interests.

Not two pages later Rose debunks me letting it be known that these pictures are visible to others. We cannot directly connect these as a Sburb creation because we saw them prior to the game. John is the most likely to be their creator but he 1) would never do that to his posters and 2) somehow blocked their existance until this moment.

Fun little crack theory with this information: What if this is why Dad likes Harlequins? He saw these drawings (theres no evidence he couldnt) and assumed that John was embarrassed about this interest and being the dad that he is decided to show support by decorating the house to show there is no reason for shame? And then sad part about this theory, theres also writing that says 'lame kid' so what if Dad is also trying to boost Johns self-esteem with all his talks? AH wait! Im gonna keep adding to this OMG, what if Dad is corresponding with Dr. Brinner, who he met through the Serious Bussiness chat, because hes a psychologist to get help for John?! Oh man, I am spiraling in these theories.

Ok, ok back to the plot. Rose is not very concerned with her imminent firey demise and has named her new kitten Vodka Mutini. In the back, we can see she barely escaped the explosion as evidenced by the scorch mark on the pink scarf.

After witnessing John have another breakdown, we jump to WV who is attempting to climb down from the station roof. Alas, they are out of rope (cable) and refuses to relinquish their sash. Serenity does some scouting of the conveniently visible cable in the distance.

Its attatched to a harpoon, "This strikes you as convenient! It is almost as if someone knew you would need a bunch of cable". Indeed. Apperifying it is! Unfortunately, the apperifier was still set to the past and instead we get this.

A lovely hand drawn letter from Jade along with the present she just recieved and WVs pronouns. While confused by the envelope contents, WV decides as any mayor worth their salt would "it is obviously critical MAYORAL BUSINESS which you take very seriously and you will defend this package with your life." An absolutely fine mayor he chooses to be.

[acaplaya-musings]

Voiceplay-adjacent Visuals - Mele Kalikimaka

Time for the final posts of my 12 Days Of Christmas In July series!

Mele Kalikimaka was released on the 6th of December, 2020, and so far it is the only cover on Geoff's channel that features vocals from someone other than himself, as this features a singing trio known as The American Sirens! I'll talk about them a little more in a bit, but really I'm just keen to start this post, so let's go!

Cute ornament!

Oh and btw this was filmed at "Orange studios", which VoicePlay have used at least a couple times before for video shoots, including for Hoist The Colours!

Given that this was all filmed in an actual studio, how much of this was an actual office, and how much was put together just for the video? I really don't know, but I wouldn't be surprised if there was at least a decent amount of set design courtesy of Geoff and Kathy for this one, so 10/10 for it!

(Don't say it don't say it don't say it-)

Also look at the top left section of Geoff's laptop! It's got a VoicePlay sticker on it! <3 (and yes you can actually buy one yourself!)

So cute! (I'm talking about the Christmas tree of course, what else? 😜😂 )

(Okay but seriously the tree is adorable and I want one just like it!)

Pretty smooth transition!

(Also as if one necklace wasn't enough, now he has another! (I'm kidding - never too many accessories! 😝))

A lot of people in the comments absolutely were loving Geoff's facial expressions in this one, and so of course I gotta highlight them myself! As one commenter simply put it, this is "that look you give when your startled by people singing along with you that didn't know they were there" 😆

Oh Geoff, how I love you 😂

Also, to quote another commenter, "love that his first impulse upon hallucinating is to sing countermelody" XD

Alright, time to meet The American Sirens!

The blonde lady sitting down is Lindsay Flick Cardona, the brunette lady behind her is Alejanda Martinez, and the lady at the back (on the far right) is Rachel Copeland-Evans. I don't really know who Lindsay is (I'm guessing no relation to EJ and Omar? (EDIT: Oh nvm she's EJ's wife apparently!)), but Alejandra and Rachel have both starred in videos for PattyCake Productions! (Also Rachel Copeland had a brief cameo in VoicePlay's Little Mermaid Medley video as the "this one longing to be thinner" individual during the Poor Unfortunate Souls bit).

I've done fanart of this screenshot!

Also another comment I gotta include: "I love Geoff absolutely nailing the face of 'I didn’t realise this was a fantasy i had but i’m not complaining that it’s happened'"

Shoutout to Alejandra who did the choreography for herself, Rachel, and Lindsay for this video, and shoutout to the fact that it looks like it's at least inspired by proper Hawaiian dancing, and it's not just stereotypical hula or whatever! And their outfits are really pretty as well! (I have a teeny bit of experience with Polynesian dancing, which has similarities, from when I was like 11 years old)

Last year I attempted to learn the choreography from this video, and come this December I'm probably gonna try to learn it again! (Any excuse to rewatch it, lol)

"A very merry Christmas tooo-"

"-youuuuuuuu..."

The fancy lights, microphones, and decorations are gone, and so are the ladies, but his green necklace remains!

And the tree has some new ornaments! Was it all just a dream?...

Not a super long post, since it's not a long video, but honestly it's a sentimental favourite of mine, especially since I knew this one since not long after it was released, and it's just a simple, feel-good cover, with a lovely video to boot! (Oh and the fact that it's very applicable to Australian Christmases also helps, lol). Three more videos to go!

[chroniclesinlavender]

ENTRY 001: Dreams (Part 1)

Isaiah has an alarming dream.

Transcript below:

[Avlin nłzēwok'un nar īdsēravn aryú pi-lizt'n. Má ēzyi'ōf fl cni-lizt'n. (These are the stories known only to the Seraphim. Let not these events be forgotten.)]

???: [strained] Have to... keep it... together... can't stop... need to s-stay... need to foc... focus... have to keep it togETHEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRRR!!

ISAIAH: ...and then everything fades away, and I wake up.

[Chronicles in Lavender. Art & Story by Koishi. ENTRY 001: Dreams (Part 1)]

[December 12, 2019. 3:40 PM]

ISAIAH: My heart's always pounding out of my chest, and I can't sleep for the rest of the night. Every single time, it always goes exactly the same. The same place, the same people... and it never feels like I have any control, or I'm really acting on anything. I'm sorta just... watching it happen, I guess.

DR. GARDNER: Do you feel like the date in which you have the dreams could be significant?

ISAIAH: I dunno, your guess is as good as mine. I just happens every month on the full moon. I don't know why or how, it just does. It's been so consistent that I can anticipate it coming. Sometimes, I would stay up all night from the anxiety, then the minute I fall asleep, they happen anyways. I've always had vivid dreams. They feel so real, and I can control them too. Like, like lucid dreaming. But when these dreams happen, I just feel... powerless. Got a pill I can take for that?

DR. GARDNER: I could, but stepping away from medication, I think this might be related to another significant topic we've yet to come back to? Specifically the topic of Tara? And I know it's uncomfortable, but I think at least addressing it may give a better understanding of these recurring nightmares. I think a lot of the themes you've described to me in your dreams; the lack of control, the sense of urgency, the need to "keep it all together", could all be tied to your trauma regarding your sister's disappearance. A way for your brain to process through the guilt you feel and the grief you're experiencing. Does that sound about right?

ISAIAH: [shrugs]

DR. GARDNER: It's hard, having to go through that. It feels impossible to carry that weight on you all of the time, but it's important to remind yourself that Tara's disappearance is not your fault. It may seem selfish, but some things are out of our control. So it's better to grieve and find a way to move forward. At the end of the day, your own mental health is something that you have to put first, or things like this will keep affecting you. Of course, we can move on if you'd like. How have your exercises been going?

ISAIAH: Oh... uh... I've been trying, and I've been goin outside more, too.

DR. GARDNER: That's good to hear! Tell me more about how that's been working for you.

ISAIAH: [in journal] Log date: 12/19/2019. 4:28 PM. I've just concluded my therapy session for this week. We talked about the usual stuff, depression and meds and self-affirmation. I brought up the dreams, but that ended up leading back to Tara. It's been four years since she disappeared. I've been trying not to think about it. It's jut too much right now. I though by now I'd at least be better about it. That I wouldn't feel so awful. I guess I don't, but I just feel nothing instead. I dunno if that's better or worse. Rather not dwell on all of that now. Either way, I'm hoping that this night'll be over soon. I hate these stupid dreams, it's like a puzzle and I'm missing a billion pieces to it. If I go to bed early, I can at least get the dreams out of the way. Or I'm hoping to. Not much to hope for as of late.

[some time later]

ISAIAH: Yo LiLi.

AMALIAH: Yoooo Isaiah, me and Andre gonna be stayin out for the night. We're hangin w/ some friends.

ISAIAH: Yeah sure, aight. How come you didn't text?

AMALIAH: Cuz I'm drivin? fuck you mean?? And you take, like, hours to text back.

ISAIAH: Yeah yeah nah, good point... Okay, I'll text if I need somethin-

AMALIAH: Whoa hold up, you good cuz? You sound like shit. Still gettin them weird dreams? I know it's a full moon tonight.

ISAIAH: yeah, but I also had therapy today, so I'm like, emotionally-drained.

AMALIAH: Goootcha gotcha. Well if you need me, just text. Aight I gotta watch the road. See you in the mornin, kay?

ISAIAH: Night, LiLi.

ISAIAH: Is anything going to be different? Anything at all? I thought bringing it up at therapy would shed some light on why I keep having these dreams, but of course it all goes back to Tara. I thought I would be fine by now. That I'd find a way to not let what happened mess me up. But I'm still here. Everything around me keeps going, but I'm still here. Still empty... why does it even matter? Maybe this is just it for me... just emptiness and guilt... walking through a haze as life passes me by. I'm so sick of it being this way. I just want something to change... I just want to change.

BUTTERFLY: Why Do You Chase After Me?

ISAIAH: I don't know. I can't remember anymore I've just been... running for so long... Why were you running?

BUTTERFLY: I Was Running From Something As Well, Something Too Hard For Me To Bear. But I Feel As If You Can Help Me Face It.

ISAIAH: How would someone like me be able to help? I'm empty...

BUTTERFLY: You Are Not Empty. You Are An Endless Multitude. And If You Help Me, I Promise To You What You Yearn For The Most.

ISAIAH: ...okay. I can do that.

BUTTERFLY: Then It Is Time For You To Wake Up, Isaiah.

ISAIAH: Something... changed.

[Ēzm̄fl īn-hōn pi-jalzègxa olsl... (To be continued in the next entry...)]

[lucy-the-demon]

Star speckled whiskers chapter 2 pages 6-12

Took me like 30 years (despite still being 19) but I actually finished it

Sorry if it looks like a downgrade since the last art I posted I made this in Early December before i got really depressed and then had a horrible Christmas

But I'm gonna work on something I can't even show you guys because tumblr wouldn't like it, and id rather die a horrible death then ever go back on the hellscape that is Twitter.

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I feel like despite my account being for people over 18 there are probably still minors hanging out on my cursed land. maybe it's because my hyper fixation is rated E 10+ but tumblr is rated 18+ so idk how you got here..

Wait isn't Twitter rated teen how are the fuck are you guys allowed to post stuff like that there but we can't on this 18+ rated website?!

Anyways, it's something that has to do with Shane and my oc, draw your own conclusions man if you have a mind like mine you already know what I'm talking about, not that it matters because your never gonna see it if your under 18!

I'll start working on chapter 2 after my little project I wanna do.

[devious-bliss]

Coping Mechanism

Author's Note: This is partially based on a true story of mine and I never really got over it, but writing about it seemed right and it fills me with confidence that everything will be just fine, despite how much you think it's all over. Gotta add some tickling stuff to it cause, obviously. Hope you enjoy it! ^^ P.S.: I'm gonna be posting more stories cause I will have more free time and motivation to do so, so... YAY!!! --------------- “Hey… so you remember when you told me that you loved me a year ago?”

“Y-Yeah!? What about it!?”

“Well… I’ve had enough time to think about it… and… I think it would be best if we stayed friends”

I knew what the answer was, but it doesn’t mean I was ready for the answer… I couldn’t even respond with any of my feelings, they weren’t even there. Just emptiness, emptiness that I couldn’t fill with anything.

“Are you gonna be okay?” To be honest, I’m not sure if I will

“I’m fine... for now, I’m just… gonna need time to digest it”

“We’ll still be friends though!”

“Y-Yeah…” Yeah… that’s what I thought… if only it was true….

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July 4 10:27 am:

🎇 Happy 4th of July! 🎆

July 28 1:57 pm:

🌅 How’s your summer going so far? 

August 14 4:39 pm:

School starting soon? 🏫

September 9 7:42 pm:

How have your first days of classes gone?

October 31 9:18 pm:

Happy Halloween 🎃 Did you dress up as anything?

November 23 9:45 pm: 

Happy Thanksgiving! 🦃 

December 25 10:12 pm:

Merry Christmas! 🎁 Get anything exciting? 

January 3 11:11 pm:

Hey… how’s your winter break been going?

March 17 12:07 am:

Hey…

Sigh… It really hurts, you know? A year later… and still nothing…

“Still thinking about them, huh?”

“Yeah… I can’t help it. The first one always stings the most.”

“If you don’t try again then they’ll be the only one.”

She’s right, and always has been… and I love her for that. 

I leaned in for a hug as she opened her arms to me, comforting me a little before my suppressed emotions pushed out some of the bad thoughts out of my mouth.

“I’m a fool…”

“You’re no fool… just… inexperienced” Ouch… that did NOT make it better…

“Hey…cheer up. If you keep moping around, then I’ll forget what your smile looks like.” She chuckles, putting a slight smirk on my face before it fades away again. 

“Come on, lighten up!...please…” I can try…but that’s not gonna last long…

“Let’s listen to some music! That usually cheers you up!” “It’s worth a shot I guess…” I already know, it’ll work for a little while before it hurts me too…

“I want a perfect body, I want a perfect soul, I want you to notice…” And there it is…

“Alright now, you’re doing it on purpose!” Her words meant nothing, it may be true but I accepted that long ago.

“We can play some games, that’ll take your mind off of things”

“Sure, we can play Sorry cause I’m sorry for my failures, or we can play Guess Who where I can guess who’s more successful than me, or we can play The Game of Life where I can feel the fake life that’ll be better than mine-”

“You know what!!!” She interjects as she grabs me by the shoulders. That sarcasm definitely struck a nerve with her.

“H-Hey, what are you doing!?” I pull, kick, and struggle as much as I can without trying to hurt her. It’s not her fault… it’s mine… I can’t fight her for that… but she’s not real… 

I slowly stop resisting and she loosens her grip as I sit there, stuck in thought. 

“She isn’t real, she’s a figment of my imagination so why….” I snap back into reality, scrambling away from her again.

“Who are you? What are you!?” Her face grows tired of this game of resistance as frustration is all over her face. I wasn’t able to get that far before she climbed up the bed and planted her arms on top of mine. Her strength is now unimaginable, completely unable to stop her.

“Just let go and let me take control!” Her voice firmed up as she guided me to lie back down.

“B-But I-”

“Shhh….it’s okay. Trust me~” Her playfulness brushes away bits and pieces of my hesitation until all that is left is intimacy.

“I’m here for you… I always will be~” She lightly drags her hand down my cheek and around my chin, sending tingles that I couldn’t ignore.

“H-Hehehehey nohohow! That sehehehems a bihihit of a-a-a stretch now, don’cha think?”

“A stretch? Why is that? I’m a part of you after all~” I want to resist but… I can’t. She holds some sort of power over me, leaving me a giggling mess… at least for a few seconds which felt like an eternity. Not even five minutes and I’m gasping for breath as my brain seems to mush.

“What’s the matter, babe? Can’t handle a few tickles~”

B-B-Babe!? I-I-I don’t know about that! I-I-I-I mean…why not? A-A-And she wants to *tickle* me!?

“U-Uh…no?…”

“Oh? Is that so? Oh well, too bad!”

Before I could protest, she skittered her fingers over stomach

“Nohohohohohohohoho!!! Dohohohohoohohoon’t!!!”

“Oh? Why not? Can’t handle my teasing~?”

“I-I cahahahahan’t!”

“You can break free anytime you want~ You just have to want it.” I hear her words but there’s no resistance. I could feel each and every finger pressing into my skin, stimulating the nerves, causing me to squirm every which way to hopelessly try to get away

“…or perhaps…you enjoy having me all over you~?” Why am I doing this to myself!?!?!

My frantic thoughts were stabilized once the tickling faded out almost completely, leaving me dazed and a bit confused.

“You know what? You look really cute when you’re laughing uncontrollably, hot even~”

“You…*pant…pant*...think so?”

“Of course~ It makes me wanna-mmmm!!!”

Before she could finish, she was getting involved in some affectionate kissing. Her lips burned with passion which traveled through her and into me, and soon enough, I couldn’t stop myself either. The urge was too strong and neither of us wanted to back out…until…

“Looks like someone liked what he was given, huh~?” I could only nod in response, like a deer in headlights.

“Well…good cause we’re going into round 2 with a little something special~” And with that, she was back at it again with her passionate kisses. I was so overwhelmed that I couldn’t focus on her hands moving straight for my ribs. As she scribbled her nails, her lips held mine hostage as I instinctively sprang up. I could feel her lips curl into a big, mischievous smile with each muffled squeal that entered her mouth.

It only took me practically running out of breath before I was released, left gasping for dear life. I take a look at the one that nearly kills me, nothing but a sweet and innocent smile which makes my face burn like nobody’s business. I look away again to regain my composure (and breath) which gives me the strength to sit up.

I smile brightly looking back at her, ready to ask all of the questions that plagued my mind with a goofy grin plastered over my face and she reciprocated with a loving gaze, ready for anything that I would say to her. What do I ask? Which one first? Does she know the answers I have questions to?! But there was only one thing that I REALLY needed to know… “When can I be with you?” Her confidence faded in an instant, unsure of what the answer actually is or will be. My face sags back down too. M—Maybe I said the wrong thing. Did I mess up? Don’t go away!!!

“I… don’t know… I’m just a construct of your imagination…” The sad truth of her words pierces me, and the depressing reality sets back in as I sink my head down. “BUT!!” I look up again, awaiting the light at the end of the tunnel. 

“Don’t let that stop you from finding someone who IS real, and who knows, maybe you’ll even find someone just like me~ But just remember, they won’t be as cute as me~” My face burns up again as she starts to fade from reality, with a newly burning passion resonating within my heart. “See you…soon…”

[leqonsluv3r]

Just read your profile intro and I need to know more about your cat and rodent...

OMGGGG OKAY OKAY 🥲🥲 any excuse to talk about my animals fr <33 they are literally my children.

so in my apartment, i have 4 total animals. but only two of them are mine. the cat and the guinea pig.

willow is the little ball of fur on the right, she’s about maybe 8 months or so??? (don’t quote me on that) and stewie on the left is my maincoon mix, he’s about 12 years old.

they are both indoor animals. willow has a little pen she likes to run around and wreck havoc in. stewie doesn’t have his front claws due to his owners prior to me (they suck ass), but he does like to peek out the balcony and walk on his leash outside (yes, i’m that girl).

all my pets in the past have been adopted from shelters, including my two dogs and stewie. willow was just an impulse buy at the pet store near my house. i had lost my other guinea pig in december. rip luna </3 (pictured above).

my dogs r cute too. technically my moms dogs but, i’ll show them anyways 😏

copper and sadie 😍😍😍😍 copper is the one on the left, he’s about a year and a half. we adopted him when he was a puppy. sadie is the one on the right and she’s about 7 or 8, we also adopted her when she was a puppy. copper is definitely the runt of the litter and he’s given me a run for my money every single day since i’ve had him. sadie’s more content now that she’s older, but she’s has her moments still.

OKAY I PROMISE THATS ALL!!! IM NOT GONNA RAMBLE ANYMORE ABT MY PETS UNLESS YALL ASK 😻🤟 i just wanted to share 😘