#my favourite unit is made obvious here

[slightlytoastedbagel]

I’ll send the same one back to you. 11 for the ask game!

- @thrilling-oneway

I made a list of songs I wanted in the game ages ago so I'll pull from that (there's a lot sjbceolcjr) (in unit order as well)

Leo/Need:

Raspberry Monster (Honeyworks) - Ichika, Saki and Miku

This list was made before Summertime Record got announced so IchiSaki hadn't had a cover in ages. I still think this song is very likely, if not for L/N at least in game, since Honeyworks now has two commissions in game.

Tokyo Teddy Bear (Neru) - full unit + Rin or Ichika, Shiho and Rin

I do think TTB for Nightcord could also work as you said, but I've seen a lot of people want it for L/N as well. Honestly just IchiShiho and Rin is probably more likely.

Nobody Makes Sense (PinocchioP) - full unit

As a PinocchioP fan I believe we need more of his songs in game, and this one gives the feel of something Leo/Need would sing.

Fireflies Never Came (Harumaki Gohan) - full unit

I also believe we need more Harumaki Gohan in game (seriously why do we only have Melty Land Nightmare and Moonlight I need more Sega).

I'm Saying Farewell to that Rock-and-Roll You (TUYU) - full unit

One listen to this and I instantly went "this is a Leo/Need song". Also we need more TUYU and IchiHona killed it in "As The Morning Glory Falls".

More More Jump:

Magnet (Minato) - Airi and Shizuku

I want this to have a 3DMV as well just so ShizuAiri can do. Whatever that was again. This probably won't happen since they already have two to MinoHaru's one but still.

News 39 (Mitchie M) - full unit and Miku

MMJ needs another Mitchie M song and this one is really cute. Also imagine HaruAiri in that rap part. Thank you.

Ohedo Julia Night (Mitchie M) - Minori, Shizuku and Kaito

Kaito is here for his part and MinoShizu share Miku's lines. I'm not sure why I put Shizuku for this but I think it would be fun (and also please let MinoShizu sing together again).

Seraphim On The Ring (Mitchie M) - Minori, Airi and Miku (possibly Rin?)

Ok this is the last Mitchie M song I swear. This could probably be Minori and anyone but I think Airi works best.

Shounen Brave (Jin) - Minori, Haruka and (possibly) Miku

This is definitely the most out there choice on this list so let me explain. Shounen Brave is my favourite KagePro song and I really want it in game (this won't happen). Should it get a cover I think Minori and Haruka could fit considering the song's story and also when thinking of possible duets for this song they fit best singer wise. This song will never happen but let me imagine it will.

Vivid Bad Squad:

Wave (Niki) - full unit

In a direct contrast to the last song, I NEED this to be in game. If nothing else on this list happens I want this. I have thought about this for ages. No Vocaloid in this song it needs to be unit only. (In all seriousness I will be happy as long as all four of them get to sing it but even if it's a duet I'm fine. Just put Niki in the game).

Shun-Ran (John) - Akito, Toya and Miku

Yes Miku. Let her sing with the guys. This song is fairly popular so it's likely it'll get in and AkiToya will destroy it.

Outer Science (Jin) - An, Toya and Miku

The lack of male/female duets in this game will be my villain origin story, nevermind the fact both of them went to WxS. I know the whole thing is that Vivids and Bad Dogs are the sub units but it's sad seeing the m/f duos stuck to alt vocals and archives only since Junky Night Town shows that they can work. Also this one is a fairly popular choice among people wishing for VBS m/f duets and they're right for it.

Shama (NILFRUITS) - Kohane, Akito and possibly Luka

Luka is here because they most likely won't allow them to sing on their own. Anyways I saw this mentioned once and fell in love with the idea is it obvious I like AkiKoha.

Ochatime (33.exe) - Kohane, An and Miku

YY was adorable so I say give them more 33.exe songs. Also we better get a VBS 33.exe comm at some point.

(As a bonus, what I want the last two archives to be since I'm fairly certain they'll be AkiKoha and AnToya respectively;

AkiKoha - Donut Hole PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE this won't happen because Hachi but still or maybe p.H idk I just really want them to sing Donut Hole

AnToya - Dear Doppelganger they could do it I believe in them)

Wonderlands X Showtime

Ne Ne Ne (PinocchioP) - Nene, Rui and possibly Miku

Miku is a possible here because I don't know how they would distribute the lines amongst three people. Anyway yeah. RuiNene.

Death Should Not Have Taken Thee (Wonderful Opportunity) - Tsukasa, Emu, Rin and Len

The fact they have Adventure Log and not the other is a crime they go as a set. Also if this does happen please don't mess it up again Sega.

Positive Club vs Negative Club (Wonderful Opportunity) - Tsukasa or Emu and Nene

I would prefer Tsukasa over Emu for this but the likelihood is they'll go for EmuNene duet first. I don't mind either way but still.

Any other song from the Bad End Night series (HitoshizukuP) - full unit and Kaito and Meiko

Bad End Night is already in game but I knew a lot of people wanted WxS to get it. Mr Showtime exists now though so it's possible. Kaito and Meiko are both here because why not.

(I only have four for WxS sorry)

Nightcord at 25:00:

Lagtrain (INABAKUMORI) - full unit and Miku

As long as Kanade is singing I'm happy. But seriously why isn't INABAKUMORI in game yet?

Abnormality Dancing Girl (Guchiry) - Mafuyu, Ena and Miku

Everyone and their pet cat has been asking for Mafuyu to cover this, including me. Miku is optional here I am all for just hearing MafuEna belting it.

The Promise (Harumaki Gohan) - Kanade and Mafuyu

I want more Harumaki Gohan in game. Also this would destroy me personally. Go listen to The Promise (and also the other songs in the series).

I'm A Controversy (PinocchioP) (and Ado) - Mafuyu and Mizuki

MizuMafu is built for Ado songs I think. Also I believe Nightcord should get some more energetic songs as a treat.

(I also only have four for Nightcord sorry) (also sorry they all have Mafuyu on them).

[pelova4president]

Sneak me in

Alessia Russo x Williamson!Reader

summary~ Sneaking around on an away match doesn’t go to plan. It’s hard to sneak around with your curious older sister and teammates around.

!warnings! not proof read, suggestive

You’ve been sneaking around for way too long now. It was time your secret got out, just not now. But would there ever be a good moment.

You started sneaking around with Alessia before she even joined Arsenal. You’ve always thought she was cute, beautiful even. The two of you were in the younger age groups together for the Lionesses but never really acknowledged each other. Well, you very much acknowledge her but never dared to make a move. So when Alessia went through to the seniors you were a tiny bit devastated.

So on games against United you needed to show off. You just couldn’t let Alessia score. And after every game against her you would shake her hand and mumble ‘good game’.

It was very obvious to Alessia that if she wanted something with you she needed to take matters into her own hands.

So she made the first move. On an away game against the Red Devils she chased you down the tunnel.

“Williamson! Williamson..” no answer.

“Little Williamson, wait!” she yelled in the hopes to stop you.

And as suspected you turned around. You saw the blonde run towards you like she hadn’t just played 90 minutes.

“Uhh hi Alessia..” you awkwardly said as the striker came to a stop. Alessia giggled at that.

“Hi, i want to take you out to dinner tonight. I know the best places in Manchester, so you wanna go?” Alessia asked bluntly.

You had to admire that she was so straight forward. And it would be a lie is you said you didn’t want to go on a date with her.

“Like as a date?” you asked her with a small smile.

“Whatever you want it to be.” Alessia laughed at your reddening cheeks.

You nodded your head, “Yeah, i’ll have dinner with you.”

“Okay, that’s a date. I’ll pick you up around seven.”

Things went fast from that moment on. There were many more dates after your first one. During your seventh date Alessia finally asked you to be her girlfriend and who were you to reject the gorgeous blonde.

The next step in your relationship was moving in with each other, or Alessia moving to your club. Your girlfriend knew you weren’t going to any other club than Arsenal so she made the move.

At first she tried to keep it a secret but when she visited you in London and you walked through your local park with three of your teammate’s dogs she couldn’t resist to make a little remark.

“I can’t wait to walk these monster with you every day next season. We might have to get a dog ourselves.” Alessia smiled giving your hand a squeeze.

“I wish we could but you live in Manchester I can’t give a dog everything they deserve on my own. Wish you were here everyday with me.” you sighed giving her hand a small kiss.

“Lucky you, i’ll be there too to take care of our dog then. In a few months we’ll be able to walk here everyday and i don’t even have to change kit colours.” Alessia laughed, hoping you’d catch on.

“Wait what? You’re moving to London, to Arsenal? Are you serious? Lessi please tell me you’re dead serious.” your mouth fell open, this couldn’t be right.

“Yep, i’m a gunner now.” Alessia’s bright smile was what made you believe her.

On paper it seemed like the perfect life but you still hadn’t told any of your teammates or anyone really about your relationship with the former United striker. Alessia couldn’t move in with you either since that would give everything away but being next door neighbours didn’t seem so bad either.

You each had your separate space but most night you ended up in the each others bed.

It started to get harder to hide when your teammates started coming over more. At first no one noticed anything.

It wasn’t until Vic Pelova, your best friend at the club, noticed a dark green hoodie resting on your couch. It had been Alessia’s until you decided it was your favourite and you should just steal her hoodie.

“Isn’t that Alessia’s?” Vic asked you puzzled at why she would leave her stuff at yours.

“Uh yeah, she just forgot it. I’ll probably drop it off later.” You told the brunette.

Those little incidents started to happen more and more and it got harder for you to come up with excuses. Luckily your sister didn’t catch on.

But when the team had a Champions League game in Paris and you weren’t roomed up with Alessia it got tricky. Obviously you wanted some more time with her but that would be hard since she was going to room with Lotte.

Alessia wouldn’t let that slide though, she’d think of something.

When you were all seated into the coach that would drive you to your hotel Alessia had an idea.

“Sooo you know how we aren’t rooming together. I’ve got a little plan to change that. When we are chilling in the main room i’ll go my room. Later on you will tell everyone you’re feeling a bit off and go to your room, but you realise you forgot your keycard. Then you knock on my door and i open it. I’ll just text Lotte that she has to room with Vic, she wouldn’t mind.” Alessia grins proudly.

“Wow, you thought of that all by yourself huh? So like would it be wrong just to ask if we could switch?” you asked her. “I mean, i’m not trying to turn your amazing plan down but you know, it’s easier.”

“Well, i already thought of that but it’s not gonna work. They would probably get suspicious of why we would wanna room with each other and not them.” your girlfriend explained.

“Hmm, so smart.” you complimented the blonde with a little kiss to her cheek.

So you did what you were told. Alessia said goodnight to everyone and now it was your turn. You grumbled a bit and moved in your sister’s arms.

“What’s got you so squirmy?” Your older sister asked you. Her eyes were furrowed and you could see she was a little annoyed with you.

“I don’t know, i feel a bit off.” you sighed as you waited a minute. “Maybe it’s better if i just go to bed early.”

You bid everyone goodnight before heading to your girlfriends room.

Alessia opened the door with a big grin on her face. “Hi baby, missed you.” she kissed you and pulled you inside.

“Hey Lessi” you pushed her on the bed and started kissing her neck.

“Wait baby, i still have to text Lotte.” she protested with a laugh.

“You can do that while we’re kissing babe.” you whined.

After Alessia had texted Lotte she started kissing you back. She was rough and left hickeys wherever she could.

“All mine hmm, you’re all mine baby.” you could feel her smile against your reddening neck.

You woke up to banging on your door. It was past 9 am and you promised to be at breakfast by 8. When you went to check your phone you were left searching, you had forgotten it in your original room.

When the banging didn’t stop you woke Alessia up who couldn’t seem to wake up.

“Babe. Lessi baby, they’re at the door. They’re literally gonna kick our door in if we don’t answer.” you shook her sleeping body.

Your sleepy girlfriend finally woke up in a disoriented state.

“What’re you talking about baby?” she grumbled into her pillow.

“Just.. just don’t move okay.” you ordered the messy blonde.

Opening the door you were met with the very irritated and serious face of your older sister and Beth by her side.

“Hi very smart sweet older sister, what can i do for you?” you asked her with one of the sweetest smile you’ve ever given her. You just hoped she would disappear and you could get ready.

“Oh shut it. You’re fucking late and where is Alessia, she wasn’t at breakfast either.” Leah questioned you.

“Don’t know, now let me get ready.” you told her before slamming the door shut.

“Alessia Mia Teresa fucking Russo, if you don’t get up right fucking now.” you threatened the half asleep woman in your bed.

The striker shot up and sprinted to the bathroom to get ready. As you walked in you saw her brushing her teeth.

“God, i don’t know how we’re gonna get away with this. Look babe, if you act like you were eating out and i pretend i slept through my alarm everything’s okay.” you said more to yourself than to Alessia.

“Well i did eat out, so it isn’t a complete lie.” your girlfriend giggled to herself. You shot her a daring look at which she held her hands up at.

Separating at Alessia’s hotel room door you went down to the girls while the blonde headed outside.

“Good morning everyone!” you greeted the girl’s in the room.

“Someone’s in a good mood huh?” Kyra laughed at your rather amazing morning mood.

“Yeah, i got a good night sleep, you should try it too.” you told her with a grin.

You were walking towards the coffee when Caitlin stopped you. Looking you up and down a grin formed on her face. “Looks like a you didn’t have a good night’s sleep but just a good fuck.”

Caitlin pointed to your neck. Apparently everyone wanted to see what she was talking about and a group of girl gathered around you.

“W-what?” you swatted the prying hands away.

“Your neck is literally purple and blue dude!” Vic commented.

“Jesus, you must be dating some kind of vampire” Katie McCabe herself yelled.

Leah wanted to see it for herself and pushed everyone away to inspect your neck. You tried to cover it up but it was too late. Leah was pinching you as if she couldn’t see it good enough.

“Who’s sleeping with my little sister! I know it’s someone from the team. Confess or i’ll make someone confess in a not so nice way.” Leah scanned the room full of football in the hopes she could see right through them.

“Leah, it’s not really any of your-“ as you tried to speak you sister broke you off.

“It really is though. I’m literally the vice captain of this team and overall your fucking older sister kid.” Leah told you off.

And just as you were about to go in against Leah your lover appeared. Alessia walked into the room with two coffees in her hand and a half eaten bagel. And that’s when you heard Lotte gasp.

“No way.” she said, one hand covering her open mouth.

Victoria nudged the defender in the hopes to hear her thoughts. “I switched rooms with little Williamson.” Lotte whispered to Vic.

Obviously Pelova couldn’t keep it to herself and gasped ten times louder. “No fucking way! Little Williamson is sleeping with Russo.” the midfielder almost yelled through the room.

Leah turned her head, her eyes capturing the other blonde in the door opening. “Who is that coffee for Russo?” your sister asked her.

“Uhm, your sister.” Alessia answered her, uncertain of what she should’ve told her.

“You’re sleeping with my little sister, Russo i’m gonna kill you.” Leah told her before turning to you. “And you after.”

alessia

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the little williamson is my main one

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↳ alessia she’s not the victim!!

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↳ leahwilliamsonn or i’ll kill you

↳ alessia mood swings much, but i’ll never hurt little williamson, only the big one

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[pixiesfz]

part 2 of this

moving on j.r x reader

plot: you are an adult now and move to Manchester

warnings: in this jill never played at Arsenal and also this has some heavy themes of SA and toxic relationships

Years later you had gotten out of your family home, earning enough money to fly out to Manchester and own your apartment, leaving your family behind.

You had healed.

You were openly out and had made many friends in the city. You sometimes went out to watch the soccer, men's or women’s. It gave you the comfort that reminded you of Jill.

You had seen her Instagram, your finger hovering over the follow button for far too long.

Career-wise your life had been doing amazing, all your singing writing as a teenager had paid off as you sold your songs off to famous singers and heard them sing them on stages.

You had recently finally settled into your apartment, just adding in a small detail here and there.

Your favourite part of owning your own home was the control you had, picking which sheets you used, choosing what paint color you would paint your bedroom walls, and finally choosing who you let in.

You never told your parents where exactly you were moving, you just said Europe and left.

You didn’t want them trying to control you in your own home.

It was about your fifth week in Manchester when you met Ellie, you were walking from a local furniture store with a rugged stool in your hand, you thought it wouldn’t be a hassle to walk but when he offered you two for the price of one you took it.

And now you couldn’t see where you were going.

Ellie was walking nearby and noticed your struggle immediately, walking over and offering to help you.

“I’m Ellie” she introduced herself once she placed the stool in front of your door

“Y/N” you smiled before looking at the door and then back to the older girl “Would you like to come in?” you asked, a blush roaming over your cheeks.

Ellie nodded “Yeah I would like that”, you nodded back before opening the door for both of you as you placed the stools down nearby.

You had swapped numbers that night, an obvious connection being created as you saw each other more.

You had created some friends in your workplace, sharing fun ideas with each other and sharing stories.

“You and Ellie are so perfect it’s like a movie” Olivia gushed as you told her how she brought you flowers last night. “I know, she’s amazing” you laughed, placing your papers down.

“It’s good being able to love in person, not behind a door” you told her and she nodded, already knowing about your past life when you lived with your parents.

“I’m happy for you”.

You had been so infatuated with Ellie that you never heard of the news of Jill’s move to Manchester City from Wolfsburg. Personally you were following Manchester United but Ellie was big on City so when she dragged you to a Manchester derby you were a tad bit excited.

You had also invited Olivia and her husband to come with you as you all sat down in the stands. The game was starting soon as you cheered for the girls in red, you knew they would most likely lose from how good you heard City were doing but you still had hope.

Jill had walked out onto the field, shaking her hands to rid of her nerves, she craned her neck round after before shaking her legs, a small ritual she did as she walked onto the ground.

There wasn’t a big crowd today, due to the earlier game time but she didn’t mind, usually, when she played in small games she was more aware of all her options.

You were watching the united girls warm up in front of you, joining into chants here and there, your girlfriend refusing to sing the chants with you.

“Oh C’mon babe just one” you whined, pulling out your finger to represent the number “You sing a city one then” she shot back and you shook your head “Only if you sing united”

“Ok what about Roord, she’s my favourite player” your girlfriend said and your skin went pale.

“Roord?” you question and your girlfriend smiled “yeah Jill, she plays for your international team, I’ll teach you all about soccer babe it’s fine”

You reached your head around to see the City girls and there she was.

She was taller, her hair was blonder and she was still as gorgeous as ever, Jill.

Your Jill.

You choked on your water, throwing a thumbs up when Olivia’s husband asked if you were okay.

When the game started you couldn’t keep your eyes off of her, fortunately, Ellie was too into the game to notice your very obvious stare at the Dutch player.

When the game ended 2-0 City’s way you watched as your girlfriend ran back to the stands to grab a pen.

Jill had started her lap around the oval, deciding to go do it herself instead of with Kerstin because she didn’t want to stand through another lovey-dovey conversation between her and her girlfriend.

You had been talking to someone behind you when she heard a Dutch accent, being intrigued to find a Dutch person at a game but when she looked up to you she was frozen, ignoring the fans calling her name.

“Y/N?”

You turned around from the sound of your name only to be met with the eyes that you fell in love with years ago.

“Y/N?” another voice popped up and you turned your head to your girlfriend who had knocked her head in the direction of Jill.

“Oh, Ellie uhm- “

“Do you want that signed?” Jill asked, directing her hand to the City jersey Ellie held in her hands before she nodded

“How do you know my girlfriend?” Ellie asked before you looked at her weirdly, Jill also looking up with shock

“We went to the same school” Jill smiled dryly before passing back the shirt “Uh it was nice to see you,” Jill said to you before walking straight to the tunnel, skipping the rest of the fans.

You shared weird looks with all of your friends. Ellie’s eyes looking down at you. “Why did you never tell me you knew one of my favourite soccer players?”

You shrugged a fake laugh escaping your lips “I guess it just never came up.”

The car ride home was silent, Olivia and her husband left in an Uber from the game to go to her parents house, which left you and Ellie in the car alone.

Usually, this wouldn’t matter to you. You and Ellie are in the car together all the time.

This felt different. She hadn’t looked at you since you got in and her knuckles were turning white at the steering wheel.

“Ellie-“ “When you told me your parents found you with a girl once was it Jill?”

You were taken back from the question “Why does it matter?” you ask and she rolled her eyes “Was it?”

You scoffed “I don’t see how it’s any of your business but yes, yes it was”

You saw her knuckles turn even whiter as she turned into her apartment. A pit forms in your stomach “Can you drop me home to mine?” you ask and she turns to you “It’s late y/n, you know I don’t like driving at night”

You pursed your lips nodding “alright” you said and got out of the car.

You decided to shed some light on the situation as you went in “Do you want to watch some Netflix, you can pick a show and I’ll make popcorn” You smiled and Ellie nodded, a slight smile on her lips as she kissed your cheek and made her way into her bedroom.

“That’s not the living room!” you joke but you hear no reply.

Once you finally finished the popcorn you walked into the living room to see no Ellie “Ellie c’mon housewives is on!” You yell out to your girlfriend who finally comes back in with black trousers on, she looks a bit blushed but you ignore it.

“hey” she smiled at you before sitting next to you “What were you doing in your room for so long?” you asked softly and she shrugged “Got distracted on my phone I guess” she shrugged and you nodded

Minutes later your fatigue started to take control of you as you rolled to the pillow next to you, Ellie watching with a smirk.

“I have a surprise for you” she whispered and you hummed “What is it?” you asked and she smiled up against your ear before kissing your neck gently “Here”.

You pushed away when she pressed her body against your back and you felt it. She must have put it on whilst she was in her room.

You just wanted to have a rest on the couch “Not tonight El” you told her, taking her hand and kissing it gently.

But Ellie didn’t seem to like that idea because she pressed harder against you “please I just want you so bad”

You shook your head “I’m not that into it tonight” You shrugged and tried to sit up but your girlfriend's arms pushed you back down before she hovered over you.

You panicked “What are you doing?”

“I want you,” she said and started kissing your neck as you tried to push her away but instead, she grabbed your hands and pulled them above you “Stop fighting it you wanted it last week”

“Get off me,” you told her, now using your legs but they were no use as she sat on your lap “Ellie stop-“

You were silenced as her palm hit your face “Shut up”

“I’m going to fuck you and you are going to like it”.

[stylinsoncity]

This SEL timestamp takes place about a year after the events in Rio and a few months after they've toured the rest of South America. As mentioned in chp 25, they've started traveling to preternatural villages around the world. This covers some of that.

This is sort of integral to stories about vampires, but there's a lot of talk about feeding, etc. Just fyi!

Enjoy!

The Inner Village might be Harry’s favourite of all the preternatural villages they’ve been to. He’s not saying he’s ready to move to New York City and he can’t imagine Louis is either. But there are pockets of the Inner Village that are incredibly wonderfully gay and coming from their close-minded town, it’s a relief. There, they attend a drag show operated entirely by witches. They also meet Kristen and Teo from the Stonewall Coven, a found coven made up of queer witches. Harry has never met or heard of a found coven, at least not in Europe. He has a loving coven of his own, but the idea that there are witches uniting to support and love each other as family nearly makes him cry. Seated at their dimly lit bar table, the emotion is so obvious on Harry’s face, although only Louis catches it. He smiles and gently squeezes Harry’s hand in his own. The two of them garner some attention of their own, although they’re used to it by now. Even here in such a progressive place, a vampire and witch coupling up is rare.

“Like, sex is a different story,” Teo says. “Obviously, we’ve all fucked a vampire.”

Louis lifts his brows, his lips curling. “Are we just a fetish to you?”

Harry sputters, trying to complete a sip of his martini.

“I mean…” Teo shrugs. “I think most vampires would say fucking a witch is a fetish to them. And listen, I’m trans. I have to deal with men fetishizing me for that too. None of it’s ideal. But when it comes to witches and vampires, it’s like fire and water. Anything beyond a hookup is uncharted territory. And no one ever dares to try.”

“You should,” Louis says. “You’ll have more men to pick from. Ones who aren’t dickheads.”

“Well, if you have a twin brother, send him my way,” says Teo, their gaze lingering on Louis for a second longer than Harry likes.

“We were a bit like that at first, fire and water,” Harry cuts in. “But now, nothing makes more sense than this. We’ve just been told for centuries that witches and vampires can’t get on. And it’s not true.”

“And how long have you been dating?” Kristen asks. “Because if you say it’s only been a month or so, I’ll need more proof than that.”

“It’s been a little over a year officially,” Harry says.

“And also,” Louis says, lifting their joined hands from beneath the table, turning their hands so Harry’s ring catches the scarce light in the room. “We’re engaged.”

“Well, fuck,” Kristen says. And when Louis presses a kiss to Harry’s hand a second later, she adds, “Okay, I’m sold.”

It’s not to say that great love only exists between a vampire and a witch. Harry’s parents had a beautiful marriage, exactly the kind he wanted for himself. And Louis’ mum and Perry love each other deeply.

It’s only to say that great love exists in places some might not think to look. Sometimes it starts between rivals. Sometimes it takes years to flourish. Sometimes it feels like the universe is completely opposed. But sometimes it’s there waiting, in the most uncanny places, if you want it badly enough.

†

Every day in New York, they get up to something new. They tour museums and art galleries, including one where Louis buys him a painting and has it shipped to the estate for safekeeping. They dine at restaurants from Michelin-starred rooftop establishments to hole-in-the-wall haunts. They day drink (and night drink) and nap in parks in between. They make the most of their month-long stay. No, they won’t be relocating but Harry already knows they’ll be back. Often.

That day, after brunch and a bit of shopping, they retire to their rental penthouse to escape an incoming thunderstorm. The day isn’t a loss at all. He found the stick and poke kit he wanted so that Louis could attempt to tattoo him. After an order of sushi and a shared shower, they get started.

“Was nice to see Teo and Kristen again last night,” Harry says, mostly to distract himself from the initial shock of pain. “And all their friends too.”

“Yeah, they’re a fun lot,” Louis says. “Fucking crazy too. Crazier than us when we want to be.”

“I think Teo has a tiny crush on you.”

“Yeah, but it’ll go away.”

“Oh, so you agree?”

“When we hugged, their heart did a bit of a thing. That’s all.” Louis looks at him. “Now yours is too.”

“Do you think they’re attractive?”

Louis exhales a small laugh. “They’re objectively good-looking. Haven’t thought about it beyond that.”

“Everyone has a crush on you. It’s annoying,” Harry says.

“Who’s everyone?”

“In every place we’ve been to, there’s always someone who starts to fancy you a little. Isabelle in Argentina, remember? Damien? I think he was in Peru. Oh, when we went to Italy. The twins we met? Justine and Luca? They were both into you.”

“Isabelle was technically into both of us,” Louis says. “And I’ve got a list of my own, love. You’re just a bit better with names than I am. The girl with the pink hair last night? She couldn’t stop looking at you.”

“Venus?”

“Should’ve remembered that, to be fair. But yes.”

Harry doesn’t remember her looking at him, but maybe that’s the point.

“I don’t mind, so long as none of them get too close,” Louis says. “I know you’re all mine.”

Then he glances at Harry. Harry actually feels his heart skip a beat. Louis smiles and refocuses on his work. He’s tattooing a bird to match the one Harry tattooed on him a year ago. It’s just a simple outline and for his first shot at tattooing, it’s looking quite nice already.

“Does it hurt?” Louis asks.

Harry shrugs. “Not too much. You’re gentler than I am when I tattoo myself,” he says. He watches him wipe blood and ink away. A thought strikes him. “Do you feel thirsty doing that?”

Louis’ hand stills momentarily.

“Just a question,” Harry says tentatively.

“I always feel thirsty around you,” Louis says, his gaze focused intently on the tattoo. “I’ve said so before.”

“But not literally.”

“No, literally.”

“So, even after you’ve fed?”

“I’ve said so before,” Louis says again. “Even when I’ve fed, the thirst is still there. Just…quieter or something.”

“So, if you could keep drinking, you would?”

Louis pauses and looks at him, lifting the needle away from Harry’s skin. “I don’t get the question.”

Harry's senses tingle slightly due to a subtle shift in Louis' mood. He tries to choose his words carefully, but no matter how he twists and shapes the sentences in his head nothing really works.

“I’d never hurt you,” Louis says. “It’s impossible for me to hurt you. Because I love you and you’re my mate. And if something were to happen to you and you weren’t here, I wouldn’t want to be either.”

“I know that,” Harry says quietly. And he should leave it there, but— “I don’t know if that fully answers the question.”

“Have you got infinite blood? ‘Cause that’d be news to me. There’s no universe where if I kept drinking, it wouldn’t kill you, is there? So, no. The answer is fuck no.”

“Why are you getting so angry? It’s just a question.”

“Why are you asking me if I want to drain you of blood?” Louis fires back.

“It’s not like it’d kill me, Louis. I’d come back.”

Louis blinks. “What?”

“I can’t die. We’ve established that.”

“But you did die!” Louis says. His voice breaks. His jaw locks. Willow finally appears in the room and curls herself around Louis’ ankle. After a breath, Louis tries again. “Your heart stopped for long enough that you were dead. I know it.”

“Yes, but I came back,” Harry says.

“But you still died, yeah? Whether you came back or not, you’d be dead. So, no, I don’t want to fucking kill you. I don’t think about it. I don’t want to think about it.”

“Okay.”

“Now, explain to me why it sounds like you want me to?” And when Harry doesn’t immediately refute that, Louis’ eyes go wide. He puts the needle down on the sterile tray beside them with the small ink pots and stained tissues. “Are you actually serious right now?”

Harry just wants to be honest. Because truthfully, he never considered these thoughts so egregious, but he also never dared to share them with Louis either. Now, that he mostly has, it feels deceitful to not come out with all of it. And he’s also learned that it’s better to expose the whole truth as uncomfortable and as painful as it may be. Better to do that than spend an eternity keeping this to himself.

“Before, when I thought I’d die from the curse, I thought about it,” Harry says. “But only ‘cause I feel safest with you, and it seemed like the most ideal way to go if I had to go at all.”

Louis laughs. Actually cackles. And stands. “Good thing you didn’t think to ask. I would’ve assumed you’d gone completely insane.” He yanks his latex glove off and tosses it onto the coffee table.

“Where are you going?”

“I need a drink,” Louis says, strolling off towards the kitchen.

Harry puts his face in his palms for a moment. They bicker on occasion, solely because they’re both stubborn, highly opinionated people. But he can’t remember the last time either of them was genuinely cross with the other. He feels Louis’ cloying anger even when they’re in separate rooms.

Willow lingers in the corridor, visibly uncertain about who needs the most comfort. Mentally, Harry sends her to Louis. He could use a drink himself. He loiters there on the couch for a minute or two longer, waiting for Louis to come back. And when he doesn’t, Harry sighs and goes after him.

In the kitchen, Louis has a beer open in front of him while he taps away furiously at his phone.

“Will you please relax?” Harry asks. 

“No, I don’t think so,” Louis says. “Here we are having a nice night and you reveal you’ve got a death kink or whatever it is.”

“I haven’t got a death kink,” Harry says. “For fuck’s sake…”

Louis sets his phone down. “When you had that thought back then, did you also consider what it’d be like for me? To watch you slip away? To be the cause of that?”

“I did, actually. Which is why I didn’t bring it up back then. I knew you wouldn’t do it.”

“Because I can’t.”

“Fine. But you clearly don’t know how it feels for me either. On the receiving end of things. It’s like…euphoric. It feels like I could just sink into it and stay there forever. And I’m sorry if that worries you or whatever. I’m not saying I want to die. I’m not saying I want you to kill me. I’m saying when you feed, if there was a way to feel the way I feel infinitely, I wouldn’t be opposed to it. I’m just saying I’ve thought about it. That’s all.”

“But that’s impossible. Without me killing you.”

“Yes, you’ve said. I get it.”

“I could never.”

“You said that too,” Harry says. “There’s the blood curse anyway, so—”

“Even without the blood curse…never.”

“Okay,” Harry says. “I’m sorry I mentioned it at all, alright? Can you finish my tattoo, please? Before you get drunk?”

Louis rolls his eyes and has another swig of his beer.

“I’m sorry,” Harry says again. “Come on, Lou, please?”

Louis looks at him, his eyes slightly narrowed as he thinks. With a shake of his head and a sigh, he says, “Yeah, alright,” and starts back to the living room. Quietly he puts his glove back on and sterilises the needle. Then he starts on the tattoo again.

Harry pushes his fingers through Louis’ fringe. “Are you cross with me?”

“No,” Louis says. “Just let me concentrate. Or I’ll tattoo a penis here and be done with it.”

“I don’t mind a penis, though, do I?”

“A lopsided one,” Louis clarifies. “With very hairy wrinkly balls.”

Harry laughs and relaxes his arm. “Such an arsehole.”

“I can add one of those too.”

When they laugh, the tiny hint of tension left between them is hardly of any consequence at all. And later, when they crawl into bed, Louis draws him into his arm like always. Harry traces his collarbone with his fingertip while listening to Willow scurrying about on the floor. For a cat who can phase silently through the air, she’s making plenty of noise with every move. When she darts up onto the bed and then immediately flings herself to the floor, Louis laughs.

“You wouldn’t think a familiar would get the Zoomies, would you?” Harry says.

“She’s just like any cat, I guess,” Louis says.

“I don’t think she’d like that,” Harry says. “I think she considers herself a very unique, one-of-a-kind cat.”

“Makes sense, considering who she’s bound to.”

“Are you saying I think too highly of myself?”

“No,” Louis says. “You should think highly of yourself. And you’re definitely one of a kind.”

Harry smiles. “So are you. There could never be anyone like you.”

Louis turns and presses a kiss on Harry’s forehead. Harry nestles more comfortably into Louis’ side, his eyes slipping shut.

“I’m sorry I lost it a bit earlier,” Louis says quietly.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry I brought it up.”

“You don’t have to be sorry. I don’t want you to feel like you can’t share things with me. Even something like that.”

“I don’t. But if it’s something you’re uncomfortable with, I should be more careful. And I will be.”

Then there’s silence and more inexplicable tension. Harry suddenly feels less sleepy than he did seconds ago. He lifts his head off Louis’ shoulder and looks at him.

“It’s impossible for me to do it, I mean that,” Louis says, meeting his gaze.

“I know, Louis,” Harry says. “And I’m not asking you to.”

“But I am who I am,” Louis goes on. “Or what I am. So it’d be a lie to say I haven’t thought about it.”

Harry hesitates. “About draining…”

Louis pinches his eyelids. “Don’t say it like that.”

“Okay. How would you put it then?”

“There’ve been times after I’ve fed, especially…if we’re fucking at the same time, when I want to drink again or I want to keep drinking, even though I know… And there was a time when I was drunk and it was a little hard to stop.”

As he speaks, he doesn’t look at Harry. As if he’s ashamed. Harry reclines again and takes Louis’ face between his palms.

“Look at me. That’s alright,” Harry says. “I love you. I love how much you want me.”

Louis winces at that. “That makes it sound more innocent than it is.”

“Whatever. I won’t lie and say it’s not…sort of exciting? And like…It’s not that much different from when you choke me a little, is it?”

“It’s completely different.”

“Not to me. Not completely. You say you wouldn’t hurt me but spanking hurts,” Harry says with a laugh. “And I like it.”

“Also, different.”

“If you say so,” Harry says. “I know that for you it’s something you have to control. For me, I know you’re in control, so I don’t worry. I just let go. And it feels nice to let go. I know you’ve got me.”

“I do,” Louis says. “Always.”

“You’re getting enough to drink, though, yeah? Like that’s not the reason you want to keep going, is it?”

“Trust me, it’s not. I get enough,” Louis says.

“You’re just greedy then.”

“I’m a vampire,” Louis says. “Greed is what we’re all about.”

“You’re not like most vampires, though.”

“Maybe not, but there are things that are just biological. Like my bond with you. Can’t do anything about that. And no matter what, if you say something like you said today, offering yourself up like that, there’s a part of me, even if it’s small, that wants to take you up on it. And just…devour you.”

Harry looks at his mouth. “And I’m meant to be afraid of that?”

“Maybe,” Louis says. “Not of me, but the general idea of a vampire wanting you in that way, yeah.”

“You’re the only vampire that matters.”

Louis grins, his ego visibly stroked. Harry can’t take his eyes off of him.

“If it were any other vampire, I’d never say the things I said today. It’s only because it’s you. I trust you. Completely.”

Louis looks at him. He takes Harry’s hand and presses a quick kiss to his palm. “I can’t do it, though.”

“I know,” Harry says. “I thought I lost you that day too, you know? I felt like I couldn’t breathe. And like the world was closing in on me or something. So, I know what it’s like. And I’d never want you to have to go through that again.”

Louis nods. “Me neither.”

Harry looks at his mouth again. “But I think you should feed,” he says. “Right now.”

Louis lifts his brows. With a small exhale, he says, “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“Literally the opposite. I’m offering you a late-night snack.”

Louis laughs. “You’re definitely that,” he says. He licks his lips. Then, after a second, he leans in and kisses Harry slowly, capturing his jaw between his fingers and his thumb. He kisses him for so long Harry nearly forgets what they were talking about at all. He’s hypnotized by Louis’ tongue against his own. He’s lulled by the comfort of their bodies close.

Their lives are not perfect because no one’s is. They still have occasional worries, especially when they have to decide which parties and gatherings to attend back home when everywhere they go, they’re a topic of discussion or gossip. Returning to Ravenoir even for short periods is often stressful. And like earlier has proven, they can still misunderstand each other.

Life might not be perfect but being with Louis is. There’s nothing questionable or unsatisfactory about this kiss or the way Louis holds him. There’s nothing as sublime as the moment he pulls away suddenly, holds Harry’s jaw firmly and sinks into his jugular.

Harry shudders and digs his fingers into Louis’ bicep. The burst of pain is quickly washed over with warmth that floods his whole body. His head feels light and airy as if he’s floating on a cloud. Weightless and worriless with nothing to fear. With Louis’ need so evident and certain and all-encompassing.

Louis pulls away with a deep breath and kisses him again. Now that Harry can move, he moves with purpose, shoving Louis' pyjamas down past his waist, wrestling with his own.

“Thought I was only getting a late-night snack,” Louis says.

“It’s more like a late-night buffet,” Harry says. “All you can eat.”

Louis laughs as he sinks down Harry’s body, leaving kisses all along his chest and abs. “Mm, I do like the sound of that,” he says.

Harry will have to blame it on all the pent-up tension, good and bad, but when Louis deepthroats his cock, he thinks he could come with just another second more of that pressure. Then Louis pulls off, smiling as if he knows it, and licks a few times along the length of his cock instead. Because as he’s clarified thoroughly today, Louis is a vampire. Vampires like to toy with and tease their prey. And Harry knows Louis doesn’t think of him as prey, but sometimes Harry feels like he is. And he doesn’t mind at all.

The truth is that Harry would bare every part of himself to Louis without hesitation or fear. He would accept whatever Louis wanted to give or take from him. Maybe if it were another vampire, that sort of thinking would be insane. But it’s solely this vampire who matters. No other would do.

He often likes to hold Louis atop him after they’ve come to prolong the closeness. He likes the weight of him. He likes running his fingers through his hair until Louis drifts off. "Louis?"

"Hm?"

“It’s not difficult, is it? Feeling thirsty all the time?” Harry asks quietly. Because the thought is on his mind and if he doesn’t ask, he’ll just stay awake worrying about it.

“No,” Louis says sleepily. “Not at all."

"You're sure?"

"I promise," Louis says. He draws a breath. "Thirst is tied to emotion. Like lust and love… And you’re a triple threat, that’s all. You’re hot. You taste incredible. Can’t help that. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

Harry smiles. "Makes sense..." He listens to Louis’ breathing evening out. He feels his limbs loosening further. “Wait, what’s the third thing?”

“What?”

“You said triple threat.”

“Oh,” Louis says. “You’re hot. You taste incredible.”

“Yeah?”

“Are you fishing for compliments?”

“Just tell me,” Harry pleads.

“You’re the love of my life, Harry,” Louis says. “I reckon that’s the biggest one of all.”

It’s not the first time Louis has said so, but it’s also impossible to get used to something like that. Hearing the person he loves most affirm the inverse is true will never cease to amaze him. So, he feels his eyes prickle slightly, but he doesn’t actually burst into tears or anything. He simply wraps his arms more tightly around his fiance. “And you’re mine.”

“I know,” Louis says. “Can I sleep now, babe?”

“Yeah. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Good night.”

“Night,” Louis says.

“I love you so much.”

“Harry.”

“Okay. Sleep well.”

“You too,” Louis says. And then after a second, he whispers, “I love you.”

Willow hops up onto the bed in the midst of their laughter at which point, they mutually decide to turn their love on her. Because great love is also infinite, which means there’s plenty to spare.

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For @whatam-i-evendoinganymore since they were super sweet and asked for more ❤️❤️

Continuation of my post with Dean having long hair, and Sammy loving it

THERE IS GOING TO BE SMUT

DON’T LIKE - DON’T READ

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Sam almost can’t handle it. They’re in buttfuck no where, Maine. Dads fucked off on a hunt and left Sam and Dean in a little cabin in the woods, it’s about a twenty minute drive before they reach civilization again. It feels like 1000° outside; and Dean is prettier than ever.

The only upside is the little cabin has functional clean water, a medium sized box TV, and a very old A/C unit that tends to spit out hot air more than cool. It’s better than nothing. Because of this, Dean has made it a habit to walk around the cabin in just jeans, slung low on his hips. Sam feels like he’s looking at a Greek god every time he sneaks a glance toward his older brother.

He’s still wearing his amulet, his watch, and his ring. But other than that; Sam’s getting a free peep show. There’s one thing that makes this wet-dream of a scenario even more enticing. Deans hair has gotten quite long. It’s almost long enough to tie it up in a small, pathetic ponytail.

Dean looks heavenly. He’s sporting a golden tan, his freckles have become even more visible, and his hair has naturally been bleached lighter due to the sun. His sandy brown hair now has some natural highlights to it.

Sam feels like a creep, a perv, and a freak. He shouldn’t have these thoughts about his brother. It’s wrong. It’s sinful. It’s nasty. It feels so good.

It’s like living with a model. Dean is incredibly beautiful, and only four years older than Sam. That’s not the end of the world… right?

(Ignoring the fact they’re brothers)

But Sam isn’t beautiful like Dean. Sam feels like he’s a scrawny 14 year old. He’s tall. Almost, if not a few inches taller than Dean. He’s lean, but that’s about it. He doesn’t have the magnetic pull Dean does.

Luckily for Sam, it’s summer. So there’s no school, and he can stare at Dean as much as he’d like to. Sam is almost always in fantasy land. He wants to climb his brother like a tree, he wants to scratch, bite, pull, and kiss his brother senseless.

It’s awful, it’s invigorating, it’s madness. Sam can’t help but want more. Sam wants to worship his brother, show him that he’s better than all the girls Dean flirts with and fucks. Sam wants Dean all to himself.

And Sam knows exactly what to do to make that happen.

——————

Dean feels like he’s losing his mind. It’s like Sammy walked out of one of Deans favourite skin mags. He’s all long legs, coy looks, and Dean has no idea where Sam keeps getting these red suckers from.

Dean exasperatedly runs a hand through his longer than normal hair and grunts in frustration. This sucks. Deans not gonna lie, the hair looks nice on him, but it’s such a pain in the ass. His heads too hot, it tickles his eyes and forehead; making it impossible to work on anything. But Sammy lightly gasps whenever Dean runs a hand through his hair, so… Dean’ll suck it up.

And here Sammy is, all sprawled out on the old couch. His shorts are an old pair of jeans Sammy massacred, they used to be decent, but with how quickly he’s growing; they’ve become indecent very quickly. He’s also wearing a cropped white t-shirt that Dean swears used to be his; the tear in the collar is on the same spot. The shirts so old and used it’s basically sheer; Dean can see Sammy’s nipples through it easily. And Sammy’s going at it on a red sucker. His lips are purses, plump, and shiny with red coloured spit.

Dean wants to grab Sam, leave imprints on his tiny, slutty waist. He wants to bite him, tease him, kiss him, and hold him. But Dean can’t do that. So he does the next best thing.

He finds a girl to hook up with.

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Sam wants to scream. All his looks, all his obvious shows of giving his strawberry lollipops a blowjob. Stealing one of Deans shirts and cropping it until his navel and waist is constantly exposed.

All for NOTHING!

Dean ran out of the cabin as if it was on fire, putting his boots and t-shirt on, snagging baby’s keys and booking it out the door. Sam barely even got any time to get up off the couch before Dean had vanished.

Sam honestly wants to cry.

He may cry a bit.

Then he’ll jack-off vigorously to one of the porno’s left behind, get a few good orgasms out, and go to bed.

The visual stimulus helps a bit. Sammy’s got a very good imagination, but sometimes it’s difficult to dream up the certain scenarios he wants. So he’ll put porn on in the background for the sounds.

Sam ate some left over pasta for dinner, cleaned up the small cabin as best he could, and went over to the old TV and rustled through a basket off to the side to see what goodies there was. Sam had one specific tag in mind.

He wanted the main focus to be oral.

He scoured the pile until he found a tape that looked promising, popped it in the player, and let his imagination run wild.

He’s not even paying attention if the pairing is a gay or straight one, he just needs the sounds. The gulping, gasping, wet, needy sounds. He has his own movie in his head.

Instead of booking it out the cabin, Dean reciprocated his looks. He bit his lip, he checked Sam out in return, he subtly shifted his boner in the pocket of his jeans because Sam was just too pretty for Dean.

He’s intensely watching Sam obscenely suck on his lollipops and smirks saying he’s got something Sam can suck on…

Before Sam knows it, he’s ripped his shorts off, spat on his hand, and is giving himself one hell of a handjob. Sam’s eyes flutter due to the intense pleasure. Sweetly whining out Deans name, for more.

What Sam didn’t expect was for Dean to come back.

Sam’s so lost in pleasure he doesn’t even hear the front door of the cabin opening. He doesn’t see Deans astonished face, he doesn’t see Deans eyes darken at the sight of his baby brother slutting it out, he doesn’t see Deans cock harden. He doesn’t see Dean slowly and quietly walk until he’s in front of him, covering the TV.

But Sam does feel his presence. Sam slowly opens his heavy eyelids and gasps in shock at the sight of his big brother in front of him. A predator looking at their prey. Their next meal.

“Dean! It’s not… it’s not what it looks like!” Sam pleads, his voice cracking and eyes filling with tears. Oh god. Deans gonna be disgusted, he’s gonna leave him. He’ll never see Dean again because he couldn’t keep his disgusting feelings at bay.

But Dean just quirks an eyebrow, smirks and continues to look down at Sammy, “So you’re not getting your rocks off by watching porn and imagining it was us?”

“Ok… so it is what it looks like.” Sam all but sighs despondently.

Dean licks his lips, before slowly pulling his bottom lip in with one of his canines, “That’s hot Sammy.” Sam near gets whiplash at how fast he whipped his head to look at Dean. There’s no disgust, no teasing, no hatred. Just a heated look directly focused on Sam.

“I… I thought you’d find me disgusting. Brothers aren’t supposed to think of each other in that way. It’s wrong.” Sam mumbles, hiding his dick as best he can with his hands.

“Why do you think I left huh?” Dean questions. Before Sam can attempt a reply, Dean continues on, “Because I wanted to pin you down on this couch, rip that stupid sucker out of your mouth, and plow you into next year.”

Sam openly gapes at that comment. Dean wants to… with him? Really?! Sam damn near blinds Dean with the grin he beams his way.

“Why’d you come back then?” Sam questions, an eyebrow quirked at his older brother. Dean sighs and runs both hands down his face, “Honestly, I forgot my wallet. Also, I had a gut-feeling to be here.” Sam laughs at the look on Deans face. It’s flushed both in arousal and embarrassment. It’s a good look.

Dean growls a bit at the laugh, and Sam smartens up at that sound. He knows better than to antagonize his brother; especially right now.

Sam knows how to make it up to him though.

Sam slowly uncovers himself, smiling coyly up at Dean as he slowly drags his hands up Dean’s thighs. Ignoring the bulge, he slips his hands under Deans t-shirt; groping the muscle there, “Wanna know what I was imagining De?”

Dean gulps lightly at Sam’s actions. How does his brother, his Sammy know how to be so slutty? Dean looks down at the magnificent picture Sammy makes. His hairs mused, his skin is flushed, his hazel eyes are more pools of black than brown and green. His cock is long, and hard. A rosy flush on the tip as it bobs and leaks precum. It’s a good size for a 14 year old. It’ll be massive when Sam grows up even more.

“Yeah,” Dean eventually gets out, clearing his throat due to how gruff his voice sounded, “tell me Sammy. I wanna know what was getting your rocks off.”

Sam bites his lip and brings his hands back down to Deans waistband, slowly unbuckling his belt. Popping open his jeans button and unzipping his pants, “I was imagining sucking your cock. Worshipping every inch of your body. Eventually you fuck me silly; molding my ass to the shape of your cock. No one else will be able to satisfy me like you do.”

Dean groans at the picture Sammy is painting. It’s obscene. It’s hot. It’s perfect. It’s as if Sam jumped into Deans head and found every kink Dean loves to use against him. Dean whips his shirt off; he’s getting overheated now.

Sam pulls Deans jeans and boxers down, appreciating his brothers happy trail before getting his prize. Deans cock is beautiful, just like the rest of him. It’s big, thick, and heavy in Sam’s hands. The tip is flushed so dark Sam would say it’s more maroon than pink. Luckily for Sam, Dean trims his pubes; so it’s more like a well taken care of lawn rather than a jungle.

Sam feels his mouth water. It’s better than any fantasy. It’s real. It’s his.

Before Dean can even make a snarky quip to hurry up, Sam sticks his tongue out and drags it across the head of Deans dick. It’s salty, a bit bitter but undeniably Dean. Sam pops the head in his mouth like a sucker and gets to work.

It’s almost too big, but Sam loves it. He loves the overwhelming size and smell. Dean’s invading every one of his senses; Sam couldn’t be more turned on.

Dean moans at the feeling, flexing his ass as he runs a hand through Sammy’s hair. It feels too good; the taboo amplifying the feelings. Sammy looks so pretty with his plump pink lips stretched out around Deans cock. His eyes sparkling, his face flushed. Sam gets lower and lower on Deans dick; his nose eventually brushing up against his pubes.

Deans panting, this is the best damn blowjob he’s ever had, “Sammy— Sammy, can I fuck your face?” Sam just nods. Holy fuck his baby brother is perfect.

“If it becomes too much, hit my thigh okay?” Sam just rolls his eyes and hits Deans thigh to prove he’s listening. Dean chuckles at Sammy’s attitude before slowly pumping his hips.

The amount of saliva Sam has produced makes the slide smooth. It’s wet, filthy, and feels fucking phenomenal.

“Yeah, you like that don’t you? You like being a massive slut for your big brother. That’s it Sammy. You’re doing so fucking good.” Dean states, as his hips go faster and faster, effectively fucking his little brothers face.

Sam moans obscenely around Dean’s dick. Holy fuck he may cum untouched at this rate. The dominance Dean is exuding is turning Sam’s mind to goo. Sam is unintentionally rutting into the air. Dean notices.

“You gonna cum untouched baby? You gonna cum just from having your brother fuck your throat? You really are a slut. But you’re my slut, right Sammy? Only for me?”

Sam damn near sobs at the onslaught of pleasure he’s receiving. Yes. I am your slut. Only yours. Please cum down my throat. I need it. The rutting continues on for what feels like hours, the panting, the groaning, the wet slaps. Eventually Deans rhythm falters. He’s gonna cum soon.

Dean does with a loud moan, shoving Sam’s face into his crotch. His dick fully encompassed in Sam’s throat. At the feeling of being used, being perfect for Dean; Sam cums untouched. The sticky mess splattering all across his taut tummy.

Dean eventually let’s go of Sam’s head and signs in content. That. Was. Awesome. Sam looks debauched. His face is red, wet with tears. His eyes are glassy and his hairs fucked. Time to take care of Sammy.

But Dean sees the mess of cum on Sam’s stomach and groans. Holy fuck Sam came untouched. Dean smiles at his younger brother as he tucks himself back into his jeans.

“Lay down Sammy. I’m gonna get a wet washcloth and clean you up okay? I’ll be right back.” Dean states as he manoeuvres Sammy into the position he wants. Sammy just complies, his mind still goo.

Dean quickly comes back and cleans Sam up with a warm, damp cloth. Redressing him and putting him on top of Dean to lay on his chest, running his fingers through dark hair.

“You did good Sammy. The best damn blowjob I’ve ever had.” Dean praises. Sam lights up.

“Really?”

“Really.”

The two just continue to cuddle on the couch before passing out. The TV forgotten as the porno finished damn near an hour ago.

They have a long conversation to do in the morning, but for now; the two enjoy the afterglow.

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And here we come to an all-time-favourite era. Despite the name actually meaning what’s basically sparkling water, ‘CLUB SODA’ (released November 12th, 2023) had a very central theme: drinks of the alcoholic kind, to be specific. All ten tracks were named after different types of cocktails, there was at least one bottle of vodka parked up beside them in all of the concept photos, and variety content included the seven running their own bar, creating their own drinks with horribly-disguised innuendos for names and nearly spitting them out when they all tried one another’s, and you could see more and more life slowly drain out of Doyeon’s eyes whenever Yijun leaped at the chance to say his cocktail of choice was, of course, a ‘sex on the beach,’ in very accented English. Their second full album also broke all previous records during its promotion period, another reason it’s universally loved amongst all fans.

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RELEASED⠀12 / 11 / 2023

PROMOTIONAL PERIOD⠀4 WEEKS

UNITS SOLD⠀1.2M

WINS⠀6

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COSMO⠀LEAD⠀WRITTEN 잘렌 & 도연 PROD. 주순 & 잘렌

SHOWBIZ⠀WRITTEN 고고 & 하선 PROD. 대진

BELLINI⠀WRITTEN 宜君 & 잘렌 PROD. 주순

MIMOSA⠀WRITTEN 宜君 & 잘렌 PROD. 대진

MIDORI SOUR⠀WRITTEN 고고 & 재희 PROD. 주순

ANGELO AZZURRO⠀WRITTEN  하선 & 해일 PROD. 대진

AVIATION⠀WRITTEN 도연 & 대진 PROD. 대진

GLAMOUR GAL⠀WRITTEN 재희 & 하선 PROD. 대진

KAPPA COLADA⠀WRITTEN 해일 PROD. 주순

DAIQUIRI⠀PROMOTED B-SIDE⠀WRITTEN 대진 & 도연 PROD. 주순

FlipSide⠀⸻⠀the  following  overviews  have  been  outsourced  from  various  netizens.  general  consensus:  ★★★★★

ഒ⠀from  user  jaleon⠀14112023

first on the menu (get it?) is ‘COSMO,’ a jalen-and-doyeon-penned track that instantly went down as a fan favourite, something that might be considered a classic in the future with its fun instrumental (that jalen even helped to produce!) and vocal performance that will likely be replicated on music shows. ‘Showbiz’ is up next, and while some laughed at the name, it was another one that’s been enjoyed by most—with even the rappers of the group contributing to some vocals, and vulnerable confessions written by gogo and hasun such as ‘I'm afraid, but I like you’ being made. ‘Bellini’ comes third, yet another track from our duo of jalen and yijun, with lyrics both sweet and.. well, I assume it to be suggestive (because what else is ‘we gonna get na-na-na-na-na-na-na’ supposed to mean?). nearing the halfway mark, ‘Mimosa’ is yet another contribution from jalen and yijun, although this is most definitely leaning towards the innuendo side of things (‘we’re gonna move to this sound’ made it quite obvious). right in the middle of the album is ‘Midori Sour.’ written by our ‘02z gogo and jaehee, it’s a song most definitely meant for summer despite the cold month of november the album was released in. it makes you want to hit the nightclubs with a drink in one hand and.. I don’t know, an ice cream in the other.

moving on to the latter half of the album, my favourite ‘Angelo Azzuro’ is sixth. a track filled to the brim with bubbly fun (written by hasun and haeil, who both helped with aspects of production and arrangement also), it’s an enjoyable experience from start to finish. ‘Aviation’ is next, an easy-to-groove-to song with doyeon contributing lyrics-wise. eighth comes in the form of the song ‘Glamour Gal,’ a song (the lyrics by jaehee and hasun) that talks of having grown out the naïve child they once were, insisting that ‘but wait, my heart grew as tall as my height.’ second to last, ‘Kappa Colada’ is another one filled with that summer feeling, and along with the the instantly catchy chorus ‘let me go, let me go, let me go, go, go,’ the lyrics speak of longing for rebellion—with things such as ‘I want something more exciting, give it to me,’ and ‘if it chooses to cross the line, I want it.’ we all want the same thing for you, haeil! anyway, finally we have ‘Daiquiri,’ the catchy ending number that encourages listeners to not ‘open your eyes just yet, stay in your dreams’ that was also widely loved, and what I think will end up being the second most performed of the era.

ഒ⠀from  user  doyihae⠀09122023

as I’ve seen many fans online mention before, a large positive for this era has been the theme of ‘CLUB SODA’ and how firmly both the company and the members have stuck to it. They’ve all been fiercely committed to the concept, and the album rollout as a whole was one that everyone (even the creators, it feels like) had a lot of fun with. the timetable was a drinks menu, the concept photos were weird and fantastical and full of colour—as was the firm CHERRYADE signature by now—and the behind-the-scenes videos were met with a lot of love also (watching hasun trying to climb out of the giant martini glass he’d been posing in was a clip shared around many, many times). altogether, it felt like a lot more effort had been put into it all than the hastily assembled mini album that was ‘SWEET (SOUR).’ fans have even noticed that the cocktail-named tracklist went down in a (mostly) rainbow order, with the last two being white or clear drinks. they’ve all looked to be having the time of their lives in all of the extra content provided, and really it’s just felt like a great time to be alive. ‘war is over!’ I saw one person exclaim online, and I couldn’t help but agree.

negatives-wise.. like ‘SWEET (SOUR),’ there weren’t too many. even yijun and jaehee have seemed to be on semi-good terms, apart from the one moment in a group interview where the latter brought up BONSOIR and yijun appeared to go out of his way to (even more than he usually did) not interact with the second-youngest at all. not even a look in his direction. maybe time doesn’t heal all wounds (or maybe it has more to do with the people—person?—in the group, rather than them as a whole). nearing the end of this promotional period, though, whispers have slowly begun to arise of things in the company being unsettled. people were saying there was commotion, unrest and distrust, but when asked what exactly it was about they all drew blanks. all we can really do is hope everything becomes a little clearer sooner rather than later.

ഒ⠀from  user  hasunshine⠀10122023

in terms of styling and outfits, they were about what you’d expect from the gaudy, nightlife sort of theme going on. club clothes, cutouts galore, and rings upon rings upon necklaces upon everything else you could think of jewellery-wise. colours, of course, and glowsticks too. sparkles and fruit and flowers and a surprising amount of lava lamps. glowing and multicoloured bottle keychains, one bottle opener keychain (given to jalen, thank god, because if they had bestowed it to yijun he may have attempted to use it as a weapon if he got too irritated), and also a lot of animal print. ibiza tourists meet buy-one-get-nine-free jewellery sale meets a tropical bar that also works as an aquarium. I hope that sums it up accurately enough for you.

like I’ve said many times before, ‘CLUB SODA’ has been my absolute favourite era out of all of them so far. I was one of the many screaming and retweeting and reposting about the newest concept photo of haeil lounging in a comically-oversized champagne coupe, or gogo confidently naming his new drink a ‘sex in the ocean’ even if it was just lemonade and blue food colouring. I’d go back and go through it all again if I could.

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[footprint-in-the-snow]

I actually desperately want someone to explain every reference in the SATVB art please <3

okay so i havent figured out Everything but this is most of what i can gather. sorry there arent links to specific references im not supposed to be doing this i need to be packing for uni 😭 but this is everything off the top of my head !

starting from the left wall theres the peep show poster which matty has said to be his favourite show in a reddit comment, idk what the streets poster is a reference to, the ghost on an island is an antichrist reference 'theres a ghost on this island' and then the petrol can is an its not living reference as 'danny works in a petrol station'

so the back wall obviously the cancelled banner for lols, 4 days since last incident as a general meme reference?, do not use emergency only is likely a reference to mattys abstinence from social media and being a bit OTG, flushed away poster is obvious, the fake matty quote which he never said and was on the problematic, oasis poster as they need to stop marding and get back together!!! from Q with Tom Powell and various other Oasis call outs, Maroon 5 as problemattic beef, Newcastle United as duh, Frozen as he referenced liking frozen in a couple 2014 interviews particularly the moshcam (?) one, idk about the IDs and then the box from the philharmonic orchestra album, the icon from the mind shower detox thing they did for notes which was a 3d tour thing that's still up and then the height chart as matty is short <3 and the good boy points which i dont know what it is referring to specifically but i think its funny

now the window/right wall has la poesie est dans la rue is etched into the tree and is an easter egg in quite a few music videos and is a reference to love it if we made it, the minion i assume is a reference to the deuxmoi thing of matty sending minion memes to a girl, and then a camera i assume is a general comment on the lack of privacy you get as a celebrity and 'house with just three walls' etc

the couch and table has matty smoking and chained to the couch as a reference to the consumption bit and could be reference to the idea that he is stuck in a position of his own doing, hann is a wizard i presume as a hobbit reference? and then the dubai and malaysia flags as he got banned,oxygen tank from consumption, cross due to the religious signposting on his ig story and a juxtaposition to his atheism, thesaurus for those big words, infinite jest as its referenced in sincerity is scary, wine, cigarettes, xanax as a reference to 'Xanax and a newport' in part of the band, i live cum mug from the problemattic, american flag as a lot of their music is informed by Americana especially on notes(? maybe also just because america)

then on the floor here theres the coke bottles as matty cannot be seen without one, the piss/apple juice from when he was spotted with gabbriette, the fox i saw on twitter means temptation so could be a very subtle hint towards temptation from porn and the right and so on, raw meat from consumption and its being 'swept under the rug' so could be a metaphor for matty being problematic and it being glossed over by him, hairdye as there was twitter rumour he dyed his grays and matty has previously said he would not, flame and wok box as the boys used to work there, typewriter from the typed up letters he used to do but u dont know what 'im not a beatnik im a catholic' is a reference to, true romance is one of mattys favourites and was a key inspiration for the robbers video

i have no clue what this is other than human blunt? and seeds and beans? as a gyat reference? help?

this corner has the married computer so man who married a robot, lotion and tissues for activities, cow with glassjaw hoodie as a nod to when we are together and also the nme interview where he mentions that hoodie as the one he put on at 13 and took off at 19 if im correct, grass block from satvb promo, tent could be a nod to reading and leeds? then skeleton with the lab coat i dont know exactly but i think it could be another problemattic reference with me on the brain, and then 2013 george with his blue gatorade as in most gigs you can see his blue gatorade with its own stand!! (though i watched trsmnt the other day and it was orange) and he is producing i think it could have been drawn from a photo but i cba to find it

and last but not least, ross!!! who is also jesus as there were lots of memes surrounding him looking like jesus or being a personal jesus and so on, also could be to do with the problemattic post of ricky gervais on the cross for being an atheist, penguin!! because ross likes penguins, bees are a manchester symbol, beer, robber with the iconic 2014 shirt, greggs sausage roll i presume from when one got thrown onstage but also the twitter meme of 'i saw matty crying in x greggs' and then i think the last on is a mortal kombat character and nearly forgot but ross also has a lamp as he turned off the lamps at the end of when we are together during atvb on stage

[linkemon]

Sero Hanta (selfship)

Selfship with an OC (Tori Matsubara) for Akward_Biscuit on Wattpad.

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○ When Sero went out with Kirishima and they met Tori, after the whole incident he heard that she was a shy girl according to his friend. His first, automatic thought was denial. After all, when they were together, nothing like that happened. Only after a while, a light bulb went on in his head that he was probably wrong. Years of friendship cultivated since middle school made them feel very comfortable with each other.

○ When 1A saw the two of them together, they wanted to tear their hair out. It became obvious to most of them that they were attracted to each other. Matsubara is a little more aware of her feelings than the boy. However, she worries if it will destroy the relationship she has built. As for Hanta, it is starting to very (really very) slowly to sink in. It was only when Mina dropped a hint about it not too long ago that he started to consider it. After that, he spent the next few days staring at the ceiling in his dormitory at night, pondering her words.

○ In middle school, when they had time to see each other regularly, they often spent a lot of time at Tori's house. The girl likes to bake, so the boy had the opportunity to feast on her baked goods. He likes oranges, so tarts or muffins with the addition of these fruits were and still are his favourite snack. A common gift from her for birthdays were all kinds of beautiful cakes. Currently, Hanta doesn't have much space in the refrigerator in the dormitory, so Matsubara makes him soy desserts that he can easily pack and take with him.

○ If they do go out, their favourite thing to do is visit museums. Mainly those with works of art. Unfortunately, during middle school they managed to visit all the more popular ones, so now one of their "games" is to see who finds a place they haven't been to before. They like to stand next to each other, interpreting individual paintings or sculptures. Usually each of them approaches them from a completely different perspective, which allows them to learn from each other.

○ Tori plays the ukulele, which involves Sero sending her every favourite song to learn how to play. Of course, she can't do it because there are too many songs, so they often argue jokingly about which one has priority.

○ These two like to sing, although Sero definitely does it more often, since Matsubara often provides background music. When they do it in the dorm, 1A is quite understanding (except maybe Bakugo, who yells at them to be quieter but he yells at everyone). Ironically, Aizawa has the most trouble with it, even though he has a room in a completely different unit anyway. He came in once and started complaining, claiming he couldn't sleep. Since then, they only sing during the day. They also go to karaoke from time to time.

○ Hanta's powers are incredibly useful. He often uses them to make the girl's life easier. Whether it's opening doors, pressing a button on a remote TV or perhaps protecting her from falling. His tapes are downright saviour in this regard and the girl often regrets not having them on hand (along with their owner) as often as she would like.

○ They both like soft sweaters. Their annual tradition is to buy each other matching sweaters for the holidays. Then they watch TV shows and drink hot chocolate in them. They have one printed photo from each year as a keepsake.

○ Their romantic moment, after which they both thought something would change, was a visit to the astronomical observatory. They were practically alone there. In addition to being able to watch the stars inside, everyone could go out to the terrace, which they did. The starry sky is conducive to thinking about love. Especially when you can hear the chirping of crickets and breathe in the fresh air. For a short magical moment, Tori and Sero thought they were going to kiss but in the end they were interrupted by one of the observers of the night sky. The spell was broken and they moved away from each other without a word. Since then, they haven't returned to the subject, although questions are ringing in their heads.

○ The relationship between these two is largely built on friendship. They still lack a bit of courage to take the final step but each of them secretly hopes that this will change soon...

[the-kr8tor]

YESS I LOVED IT TIANA'S MY FAVOURITE DISNEY PRINCESS. Daily Hobie HC! HEAVILY inspired by the female vocals of the song 'Friends on the other side'. Hobie knew he wasn't the only 'Shadow Man'/talker ever since he heard your name fall from someone's lips on the streets. You hadn't heard of him, but he's definitely heard of you more than he's intended to, and Hobie's interest is peaked. He wonders if he could possibly strike up a deal with you, not sure what to entirely expect as he stepped into your shop, admiring the hazy green and purple glow. And there you were, in all your glory, your gaze following a newcomer's body as he stepped through the haze, your dominant hand shuffling cards almost expectantly. Hobie couldn't help but put on a charming smile for you, his lanky fingers tapping against his cane as he addresses you smoothly by name. He felt as if it was a small win as he watched your eyebrow raise, followed by a smirk. Hobie sat himself in the seat across from yours, a clothed table in between the two of you as he introduced himself as the Shadow Man. As he started to slow-talk you, he found his smirk widening as you smoothly cut him off, your velvety voice pointing out how he clearly wasn't here for simple small talk. His eyes glittered in the haze of light, watching your every move like you were watching his. The entire time, you had been absent-mindedly shuffling the cards, which seemed to slow as he proposed a deal between the two of you. You slowly spread out the cards, before scooping them all into a deck situated in the middle of the table. Prompting him to go on, Hobie suggested that you two unite in business to have the most power. Hobie could sense you were interested, but clearly you were smarter than he had initially thought, seeming to be on his level of customer-charm. (The entire conversation went like 'The Other Side' from The Greatest Showman) Eventually, you two settled on an agreement of equal share. For once, this handshake had nothing tied to it. No restricting fumes, no voodoo witchcraft, nothing. Or else the entire store might've erupted in flames due to battling for control over the deal. However, there was one thing that Hobie wanted. Your heart. Whenever the two of you met, which was more often than you both realize, Hobie always made a good impression of himself with a kiss to the back of your hand. He also always left untainted flowers for you, smirking internally when he notices them in a vase settled on a shelf off to the side, seeing how the flowers he gives you still thrive in your touch. One time, while both you and Hobie were enjoying some casual banter with each other, with Hobie managing to nick some beignets for the two of you. Taking a bite, with the powdered sugar sticking to your top lip, Hobie saw his as a perfect opportunity to pounce. He leant over slightly, pecking the powdered sugar off your lips, almost chuckling as he observed you being caught off-guard. Taking another bite of the sweet treat, quickly licking over your lips and trying not to focus on the fact you could faintly taste him on your lips, you joke about the original deal you both made, trying to keep the surprise and small flustered-ness out of your voice. Although you both haven't explicitly stated anything of that sort, it has become obvious that Hobie had managed to make you his, and he, yours. -🐦‍⬛

YAYY!!

Daily Hobie HC!!

Yeesss more dr. Facilier au!!!

Hobie strolling over to R's shop thinking that he can out charm them like the rest and then leaving with the biggest grin possible absolutely smitten beyond repair 🥰

Damnnn R is such a badass!! Didn't even fluster whenever Hobie would flirt back with a bunch of beautiful bouquets (not me tho I'll melt right there and then)

You had me at beignets now i can't stop thinking abt it even though i haven't tried it. Yet!

Using your finger to wipe the powdered sugar? NOPE! A kiss will do!!!! R is so much tougher than I am lmaooo I feel like my heart would stop after that 😂

[saymynameritwika]

Im a baby carat and it really warms my heart so see someone love them so deeply ❤️ I know I probably just spammed your with all my likes (sorry not sorry) but scrolling through you account just makes me fall deeper for svt and I adore yo(u) for it >3< (yes I think I'm so clever Im really not LOL) here's to more years of seventeen!!! 💎💕

ALSO ASIDE FROM THAT who is your bias & what is your fav era/album/song?? I'm still trying to work through 9 years of discography (pains of being a 2024 carat 😭) and I wanted to know if there are like ICONIC tracks that may be older (since I'm going from most current to oldest) that I need to listen to immediately before all else?

thank you again for being so loving 🫶

Oh, I definitely noticed your activity, lmaoo 😭🤣. I was so surprised because my phone started blowing up on a random Wednesday evening 😭🥹. But thank you!! 🩷🩵😭😭

Thank you for noticing my love for Seventeen!! I mean, it's pretty obvious, but I love that Carats (new and old) can feel the love that I have for Seventeen because I seriously love them so much. They have become an irreplaceable part of my life, and I don't think I have truly loved anything or anyone as much as them 😭😭.

I adore (yo)u too (you are clever, girl 😭😭)!!!! I'm glad that my posts made you fall in love more with Seventeen 🩷🩵! I hope you stick around 😉 because my love for them is only growing, and I'm gonna post a LOT more!

My bias is Dino!! But I get biased wrecked every 2 mins, so I say I'm OT13 while being Dino biased, lmfaoo 😭😭. It's really hard to pick a bias in Seventeen, goddamit!! Though, Dino definitely has a special place in my heart 😭! He became my bias during Hot era, and he has remained my bias since! (Please tell me who's yours when you read this!)

My favourite song...hmmm, I'll have to say I don't have one 😭😭. Whenever I pick a favourite song, another song happens to catch my attention 😭. It's literally impossible for me to pick a favourite song. But if I talk about my favourite song rn, I'll say it's March from the Face The Sun album (if we're talking sub-unit songs, it will definitely be Last Night by JxW!) But that's gonna change pretty soon 😭.

My favourite era is again something I can't pick. Look, it's not my fault that they always outdo themselves, okay 😭😭? But my faves are Attaca era (Rock With You), FML era (Super and FML), 17 Is Right Here era (Maestro), An Ode era (Fear & Hit), Teen Age era (Clap), Semi;Colon era (Home;Run), Director's Cut era (Thanks), etc. I literally just named all their eras lmaoo 😭😭. But as you can see, I can't pick. But you can check out any song or album I just named.

My favourite album is something I can answer, thankfully. I have a lot, though, so bare with me 😅🥹. My favourites are Going Seventeen, Teen Age, Heng:garae, Semi;Colon, Face The Sun, Sector 17, Seventeenth Heaven, Attaca, and FML. Again, I named almost every album lmaoo. But I recommend starting with Going Seventeen and making your way up. They have a lot of good music so you won't be disappointed even by their oldest albums!

Iconic tracks you NEED to listen to would be Fear (a classic), Mansae (another classic and a banger), Highlight (I might be saying this because I'm a performance unit girlie but that song is genuinely amazing), Clap (that song is so iconic omg), Don't Wanna Cry (that song is a masterpiece), Home;Run (the song that drew my interest to Seventeen!), Hot (honestly, just check out the whole album because it's amazing. It was also my first album as a Carat), Thanks (another classic, that song is beautiful), and then you can go in order (either oldest to newest or vice versa!).

Again, thank you for reaching out to me, and I was SO happy to help (though I don't think I was of any help, lmaoo 😭). Hopefully, you grow to love Seventeen just as much as I do, and I hope they become a big part of your life, too. I swear, life after "slipping into the diamond life" is so much better 🩷🩵😅! I recommend going through their content such as Going Seventeen (the variety show, not the album) to get to know them better!

Please continue to reach out to me if you have any questions about Seventeen or if you just wanna fangirl, lmaoo! I'm always open to new Carat friends (I'm in desperate need of them 😅). Once again, thank you for reaching out, and thank you for liking my blog!!

[anti-homophobia-cheese]

now that i've finished the green creek series, here's how i rank the books in my order of preference

wolfsong, ravensong, heartsong, brothersong

look. okay. i really REALLY tried but i just. could. not. choose. the more i thought about it, the harder it became to not club these as a unit.

wolfsong will always be special to me because it set up the whole world— i got to meet these crazy wolves, i fell in love with ox, and realised tj klune is a funny, funny wizard. and the whole thomas bennett uh...situation (RIGHT after the maggie situation??) really was something i did not see coming jfc. but most importantly. best epilogue in the history of epilogues. my god. talk about going out in a smutty blaze of glory <3

and then ravensong had me in a chokehold thanks to gordo motherfucking livingstone. and mark bennett. the loml. this was the book that made me laugh the most out of all four. and the goddamn parallels between ox and gordo??? oh this bitch LOVES a good parallel and i ate it right up. ravensong also really helped establish just how much tj loves his side characters. everyone's important to the story and packpackpack. and the way tj introduces this random timber wolf?? man come on!!! but most importantly. rico espinoza. i...the things i feel for that man cannot be put into words. so here are a few emojis 😭😂🥹😘😍🔥🫦💦🛐🩷🩷🩷

heartsong surprised me the most. for obvious reasons. but even more fundamentally just having an entire book be from robbie's pov?? who would've thought! talk about character arc. and oh my god, he and kelly are put through the WRINGER. my babies. my most precious boys. but kelbie aside, gordo and robbie?? hell, RICO and robbie?? surprise after tender, heartbreaking surprise.

i was looking forward to brothersong the most. i loved carter so much and was so eager to see him share space with gavin. oh oh and gavin. i LOVE HIM. and really made even MORE perfect by how kirt graves does him. i've said it before, gavin is my favourite kirt narration. every time he interacts with elizabeth or any of the garage boys, i turn into a puddle.

and don't even get me started on picking a blorbo!!! i still don't know how many blorbos i have. there's ox and gordo and mark and gavin and- you get the idea. it's a whole thing. but i do think rico and elizabeth are two characters who became instant favourites the second they were fleshed out.

all this to say that when i began this series i had no clue it would grip me in the way it has. i'm so in awe of tj klune. he has so much fun with his characters and world-building, it's impossible not to have fun along with him. i can't wait to read more from him <3

[orionsangel86]

Dream of the Endless - A Romantic Fool

After talking to @so-i-grudgingly-joined-this-site @duckland and @notallsandmen over on this post I have been thinking about the reasons why I personally interpret Dream as a romantic and think that later Sandman stories have made a mistake claiming that romance and erotic fiction are all the work of Desire alone and not the actual Prince of Stories (and thank GOD Neil Gaiman confirmed those Sandman stories were not canon eh?)

Under the cut because as always it got long. Why I think Dream of the Endless is an old fashioned romantic with a soft spot for love stories.

I mentioned in the linked post that I don’t see how Dream and Desire can keep themselves completely separated when their realms blur so much and when they are canonically probably the two most similar of the Endless even above Desire and Despair (which I think is the reason they clash so much).  It’s also worth mentioning that when it comes to influences over mortals, I don’t think any particular Endless sibling has more of a sway than any other, they all influence us all the time such is their nature and I think it would be very difficult to claim only one Endless was totally responsible for certain things. This is the reason why they like to compete and play games with each other like they did in Three Septembers and a January with the Emperor of the United States (side note: this is one of my all time favourite comic issues and my absolute favourite of the stand alone stories).

So even if Desire does have influence over the romance genre and erotica, I don’t think that would make Dream particularly averse to them, because he is also very much responsible for love stories and stories about love and seems to have inspired more than his own fair share over time.

Starting with the obvious - he was Shakespeare’s patron. No matter what else you say about Dream, he is responsible for inspiring and effectively being the muse for the greatest playwrite who ever lived. Shakespeare’s repertoire includes a whole list of plays with romance and love at their hearts not least of all being:

A Midsummer Nights Dream

What is the one thing you remember most about AMND? The fairies yes? Titania, Puck, Oberon, etc. But the central theme and story of AMND is specifically about love. It is a very sweet story about four mortals who are caught in a love “square” and get lost in a magical forest where the fairies decide to get involved and fix their love problems (with some confusing mess ups in between) and at the same time, it is a story about how the King and Queen of Fairie are having a bit of a falling out and the King decides to play some tricks on his stubborn wife, before ultimately reconcilling with her. The play ends with a triple wedding.

In the Sandman issue A Midsummer Nights Dream. It is revealled that Dream commissioned this play from Shakespeare to be a retelling of events which happened long ago, as a gift from him to Titania and Oberon so that mortals may never forget the fae once they leave the realm of Earth forever. It is also revealled that Dream and Titania were once lovers themselves, though we have no other details about when this was, as Titania refuses to talk about it at The Wake. It is clear however that they are still on extremely good terms, care for each other deeply, and had a very close relationship even after they were lovers before the fae left Earth. Throughout the comics, whenever the fae are mentioned, it is clear that Dream is closer to them than any of the other Gods, Goddesses, or various pantheons we meet. Even though at one point he states that he does not trust fairie magic.

At the end of the day, whatever else you want to believe about Dream, Titania is the only lover of his that he remains on good terms with. So much so that even though she clearly has a husband, he is still gifting her love stories. There is an argument here that AMND is quite mocking towards Titania, who falls in love with a man with the head of an ass, and spends most of the play having sex with him and swooning over him whilst the other fairies look on in horror. I know some people have interpreted this as Dream being mocking and cruel towards her, but I didn’t get this impression at all from reading this issue. Titania appears to be delighted at the play and Dream explains clearly his reasons for commissioning it:

The short version is that Dream commissioned a romantic and magical love story for his ex lover, so that the mortal world would never forget her when she left Earth for good.

Pretty romantic in my opinion.

The Tempest

Keeping to the Shakespeare theme, the other play commissioned directly by Dream is The Tempest. Now, there is probably a whole other meta essay to be written about Dream’s reasons for commissioning the Tempest, not least of all how fitting Prospero’s final monologue is when viewing it as a closing statement on Dream’s own endgame. But this is a meta about romance, and Dream couldn’t even keep romance out of his self-insert human!au original fiction. Like AMND, The Tempest is also a comedy (interesting how both plays commissioned by Dream were comedies when he is so clearly living in a tragedy *sigh*) and like AMND The Tempest includes young lovers who fall in love throughout the course of the play. Whilst romance and love isn’t a central theme in The Tempest, it is still a big part of the story.

I just find it impossible to take a view that Dream would shun romance when he personally commissioned two romantic stories from Shakespeare himself.

The Sandman: Overture - Dream’s Personal Love Story

But this isn’t the only evidence of Dream’s romantic inclinations. The Sandman: Overture also includes some interesting clues to Dream’s views on love stories.

Hope asks for a story. She does NOT request a love story. She simply asks for a story with Dream, that also includes a princess. Given that Dream is the Prince of Stories, and has most definitely had interactions with many princesses over his long life, he chose to instead tell a personal story, a love story, and so we finally get the full love story of Dream and Alianora.

Even though it must hurt to relive it, even though the Cat of Dreams (not gonna spoil the twist) specifically states that they NEVER tell that story, he chooses to tell it to Hope. Not only does he tell her that story, but he ends it with a happy ending - not “happy for always” but “happy for a goodly while”.

The fact that the Netflix show chose to adapt on this love story further, by having it be canon that Dream carved their love story into the gates of his own kingdom - well, that only further emphasises how much he cares for love stories, even his own, even when the truth is it ended badly, and hurt him greatly. Would a non romantic person carve their own love story into the gates of their kingdom? I don’t think so somehow. Because even after all this time, even though it pains him to relive it, he is still a romantic at heart, and cared about Alianora and their love enough to carve it into the gates of the Dreaming.

A Mother’s Insight

Also in The Sandman: Overture, Dream’s time with his mother is particularly insightful. She is the one to point out how alike he and Desire truly are, even though he dismisses the very concept and takes offense (obviously). It seems clear to me that we are supposed to agree with Mother Night on this. She also raises two other interesting points - the first is when she realises Dream’s scheme to get his parents back together in the hopes that it will save the universe. She laughs at him, and mocks him, calling it “one of his stories”. Because even if Dream isn’t exactly the most self aware of creatures (understatement), she is exactly right. Dream, being a romantic, had hoped that his parents love could save the universe. A true epic love story for the ages. It is his romantic ideations that sent him to meet with his parents. Dream’s romantic nature is integral to the story of Overture working. If he wasn’t such a romantic, he never would have sought out his parents, he would have been more grounded in realism, and known that they would disappoint him.

The second point Mother Night points out, is Dream’s desire for a lover, as she offers to make him one so that he might stay in her realm with her. He declines of course, since Mother is simply manipulating him to keep him with her, but that doesn’t mean what she says isn’t true. Dream very much desires a lover. His whole family is aware of this. His love story with Alianora began with Desire sending Alianora to Dream after all. Dream’s wish for love and also romance is an integral part of his character.

Brief Lives - Motivations and Comparisons

Dream’s romantic ideations are also central to the story in Brief Lives since the only reason he agrees to go to the Waking World with Delirium is because he hopes that he may find and reconcile with Thessaly. His fantasies of reconciling with her are strong enough for Destiny to call him out and bring him once again back down to Earth.

Knowing what we do about Thessaly, it is very easy to interpret Dream’s feelings about her, and his romantic ideations about reuniting with her, as not rooted in reality. I find it very difficult to view Dream as anything other than a romantic fool when he is taking road trips across Earth on the small chance he may lock eyes with his ex lover across a street and they may fall back into each others arms like in some fluffy romance novel. He is ridiculous, and this is made clear throughout Brief Lives.

In fact, Destruction definitely agrees with me as well. He calls Dream a romantic fool directly.

Orpheus’s very existence is also a good example of Dream being a romantic. Who else could father a child who becomes famous for his poetry, his songs, and his epic tragic love story. In The Sandman, it is at least implied that part of the reason Orpheus meets his tragic end is because he is too much like his father, and the one thing that is made very clear about Orpheus, is that he is a romantic, with love being one of his main motivations.

I think adding all this together with the comments made about Dream by his own creations, the residents of the Dreaming, as well as his ex lovers at The Wake, it is clear that he is a romantic character, a character who is driven in many ways by his desire for love, and who rather fancies himself as the broody romantic hero (I just KNOW Dream was somehow involved with Lord Byron lmao). Throughout the comic, Dream often denies that he has any needs, any desires, to the extent that he denies that he is even a person, who has a life. He also adamantly denies that he has a story. Yet, throughout the comic, it is made clear that none of this is true. The reason Dream is so often at odds with Desire is because he desires so strongly - moreso than any of the other Endless siblings. It’s because of this that I think he would enjoy the romance genre possibly more than anything else. Romance is a core component of his personality. In comic canon, Dream has been directly or indirectly responsible for the creation of at least five love stories - two Shakespeare plays, the Song of Orpheus, the love story of Dream and Alianora, as well as the story that the African tribe tell their children when they come of age - the love story of Dream and Nada, the tale where their love was so passionate that every living thing that could dream dreamed of their love making.

So whilst the comics never directly state whether or not Dream is a fan of romance novels, his desire for love and romance indicates to me that he holds love stories in high regard, regardless of whether or not his annoying younger sibling has anything to do with them.

Also, not that it really counts for anything, but Tom Sturridge agrees with me. ;-)

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Today, ladies, gentlemen and scientist, we will talk about the press fuckups, so monumental volcano Erebus loooks in comparison like a molehill. in 1913 when the sad information about Scott's polar party's demise reached the United Kingdom, it became obviously the news number one and all the newspapers were writing about it non stop, quoting Scott's diaries, praising the bravery of the Pole Five and so on and so forth.

An illustrated newspaper from London, Daily Graphic, joined that Scoot Boom eagerly and decided to dedicate a whole cover to Lawrence Oates. That's what they printed:

I kid you not, that's the cover about Titus, the brave soul that went out into the blizzard (and it have been some time, right, Laurie?). The very obvious problem is the journos were not worth their salt and had no idea how that Captain Oates was supposed to look like. And they absolutely and totally confused the team members. Yes, you get it right, someone misidentified Titus on some pic, the illustrator drew it without batting an eyelid, the redactors accepted and they printed a whole nice batch of copies with wrong dude cosplaying Titus in a big ass cover picture.

It was obvious to me that the artist who made this drawing, took his inspiration from this photo:

It was snapped in Penarth, Wales and my favourite and beloved cavalry captain probably strategically vanished for a moment, knowing there would be a pic taken, as he hated posing. He is not in this picture. I don't know, maybe the journo in question got blinded by the glare from Scott's vast forehead, but he pointed the gentleman on the right, above Birdie, as Oates. Here comes the close-up:

See? Same face, same part in the hair, even the uneven shoulders check up (as he is standing with one leg on the edge of that thing Birdie used to strike that pin-up girl pose). Unfortunately my facial recognition sucks big time and today it sucks even more than usual, because I have cold and blocked sinuses, fun times, so I cannot pin the name on that lovely face, so please, fellow polarheads, help me with that. Who is the man who cosplayed Titus on the cover of "Daily Graphic"?

In case anyone forgot how does my beautiful (and charismatic, goddamit!) man look like, here it goes:

I don't really know how can he be confused with anyone else, he is so unique and characteristic! ❤️

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Fandom/Pairing: The Wayhaven Chronicles/ Felix Hauville x f!detective (Mila Wilson)

Rating: Explicit 🔞 minors dni

Word count: 2.4k

Summary: Felix spends the night with the detective after her welcome home party at the end of book 3

A/N: This is purely self indulgent as I haven't been able to stop thinking about Felix after going through his route for the first time, and I honestly feel that F doesn't get anywhere near enough attention! So here, have some smut, sandwiched between fluff, with a tiny bit of angst.

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"Are you sure you don't want me to help you tidy up?" Tina slurs over her shoulder as Verda tries to guide her out of the apartment.

"I'm sure, Tina," Mila replies. "You organised the whole thing, so no cleaning up for you. Besides, I think bed is the best place for you right now."

"I'm barely even tipsy." She tries her best to walk in a straight line, but stumbles, knocking her leg on the edge of the coffee table. "Ouch!"

Mason lets out a snigger and Nate glares at him before turning to Verda, "I'll help you to make sure she gets home safely."

Verda gives him an appreciative nod.

"Thank you both," Mila shouts out after them as they open the front door and walk Tina out.

"I'm gonna stay to help Mila," Felix announces, as Adam and Mason head for the door.

"Okay, I'll see you when you're back," Adam says, then glances over at Mila. "Goodnight, Agent Wilson," he nods, before turning back towards the exit. Her new title seems to flow freely from his lips, resulting in a rush of warmth to her chest. Feeling accepted by Unit Bravo means more to her than she could possibly express, and she's well and truly part of the team now.

"Enjoy," Mason smirks. Felix shoves him out the door, but Mila notices that he's trying to conceal a smile as he does so. Their playfulness with each other never fails to entertain her.

Felix closes the door and presses his back against it. Their eyes meet and they hold the gaze for a moment, sending Mila's heart into a flutter, which is the case for pretty much any time she's in Felix's company. She bites her lip in anticipation...

"Right, let's get tidying then," he says, pushing off the door, and Mila almost lets out a disappointed groan.

He grabs a bag and starts to shove random bits of rubbish into it. Mila stands on the spot, enjoying the view as he bends to pick things up off the floor. Then he catches her looking. "You know, this cleaning up would be done much quicker if you helped," he winks.

"Well to be honest, I didn't think you were actually planning to help tidy," she replies.

"Why wouldn't I?" He does a very exaggerated stretch up to unpin a decoration from the ceiling, causing his top to lift, revealing several inches of his toned stomach.

"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you" she giggles.

"I know how you love to look at me, I thought I'd give you a bit of a show," he smirks.

She walks over to him, taking the bag off of him and cupping his face with her hands. "Kiss me," she demands.

He doesn't comply instantly, instead he smiles at her. "I love how direct you are now, not that I didn't enjoy how much I could make you blush when we were first getting to know each other."

She raises her eyebrows at him. "Your flirting was very forward and I'm not used to that kind of thing."

"But you loved it," he teases.

She lets out a sigh, "I can't exactly deny that now, can I? I'm sure your hypersenses made it obvious that I did."

He places his hand on her chest. "Oh yes, the sound of your rapid heartbeat very quickly became my favourite song. It still is."

Mila bites her lips together and laughs through her nose as she feels herself going all weak and silly. His sweet, if not cheesy, lines always have her feeling as though she's about to melt into a puddle.

Felix gives a smug smile and places a gentle kiss on her lips.

"Stay with me tonight?" she asks as their lips part.

"Of course, babe. I couldn't possibly leave you on your own on your first night back at home," he replies.

"Thank you. I'm so glad that we get to spend some time together," she lazily drags a finger down his chest, stopping just above his trousers. "Alone."

"And what do you have in mind to fill that time?" he asks, followed by a hard swallow.

"Oh the possibilities are endless," she smirks, before letting out a yawn.

"We don't have to do anything like that tonight if you don't want to, I'm guessing you're probably tired after your party?" He wraps his arms around her waist, leaning back so he can look at her face.

"No, I'm okay. I want to, like really want to." She places her hands on his chest, looking up into his eyes, "unless you don't?"

"Oh babe, I always want to," he grins, "I can never get enough of you."

She bites her lip to hold back the huge grin that is trying to escape, but she doesn't need to as Felix smothers her mouth with his. Their lips stay together, tongues dipping into each other mouths as they do their best to head for the bedroom without toppling over.

Felix's hands are busy peeling off Mila's clothes on the way, and she's completely naked by the time they get there.

"Now, that's a talent," she says, briefly breaking the kiss.

"One of many," he smiles.

"Mm hmm," she replies, and their lips are back together as she unbuttons his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders and letting it drop to the floor. Her hands move to his chest, running down his toned muscles before stopping at the button of his trousers. She hesitates for a moment, then rubs a hand across his crotch, feeling how tight they have become around his growing bulge.

She pops the button and pushes his trousers down, followed by his underwear, allowing him to bounce free.

His hands slide softly down her back, leaving a tingling trail in their wake. He gives a gentle squeeze when he reaches her rear, then hoists her up into his arms.

Her legs wrap around his waist as he steps out of the puddle his clothes are now in and carries her the few steps it takes to reach the bed, then he lowers her slowly down onto the mattress.

Their lips come back together in a kiss so full of passion that she can barely focus on anything other than how her whole being feels completely consumed by him.

She's snapped back to reality when his mouth leaves hers, but it's only a second until he's kissing her neck. He lets his teeth scrape gently across the vulnerable skin, before doubling back with his tongue.

His kisses start to move down her body and he takes one hardened nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it briefly before travelling lower and lower until he's nibbling at her inner thigh.

Her hips give an almost involuntary thrust as her body begs for him to satisfy the desperate ache she has between her legs. Of course he obliges and gives one long lick through her centre—sending a jolt of pleasure through her body—before he settles there, giving smaller licks and gentle sucks.

Her fingers grip into the coils of his hair as he works her and she feels like she's going to be catapulted over the edge within seconds, the way he's going. "Felix," she calls, while placing her hands onto the sides of his face to lift his head. "I want you up here."

He gives a nod and a small smile. "Whatever you want, babe," then he moves up the bed, their lips coming together again in a frantic kiss. Her hands are all over his back, nails gently scraping as she goes, until she reaches between their bodies, wrapping her hands around his hardened length. She pumps him a couple of times before slowly rubbing his tip around her entrance. They let out a satisfied sigh in unison at the intimate contact and the almost overwhelming physical satisfaction that it brings.

Her hand releases him, leaving him lined up with her and he pushes slowly forward. Her body's desperate need for him allows him to slide into her with ease, and she can do nothing to stop the moan that leaves her lips, and she feels the smile Felix gives in response.

He holds himself above her with one arm, while the other hand reaches for her breast, caressing it as he begins to thrust his hips. Their lips part as they both let out little gasps and pants as they enjoy the sensation of their bodies coming together over and over again.

He feels so good, but she gets an urge to have more control over the situation, so she squeezes her legs around his and gently tips them to the side. Felix gets the message and they manage to stay together as he rolls onto his back.

She sits up on top of him, grinding into him with a circular motion, as she controls exactly where she needs and wants him to reach.

She looks into his amber eyes—those golden pools so full of affection as he watches her—she could get lost in them for hours. "You're so amazing," she states.

"At this, or just in general?" he smirks.

"Both," she confirms, as she moves a hand to draw a soft line down his cheek.

"You too, babe," they both let out a little chuckle, before they fall back into the intensity of the moment.

Felix reaches a hand between her legs and begins to trace circles over her most sensitive area. Her head flings back with a moan at the instant surge of pleasure it sends through her. She closes her eyes for a moment to enjoy it, then leans forward to press her lips to his, their thrusting becoming faster and faster until a wave of ecstasy almost knocks the air out of her as she climaxes hard.

She lets out a long moan, but tries not to slow her motions, desperately wanting Felix to get his own release. She presses her mouth to his ear, breathing heavily and that's all it takes to send him over the edge. He grips her behind, his hands helping to keep her body going as he rides it out with heavy breaths.

When he's done, Mila collapses onto his chest and he brings his arms around her. "Oh wow..." Felix breaths out with a sigh. She smiles as she keeps her head on his chest, listening to the heavy thrumming of his heart "...that was so, so good," he continues.

"Yeah, it was," she agrees.

"I just want to be able to do that with you every day," he says.

"I wish we could, but in our line of work, I don't think every day will be possible." She moves up to place her head in the crook of his arm.

"I suppose," he replies, stroking the side of her face with his hand. "I guess we'll just have to make the most of the time we do get alone."

"Definitely," she lets out a yawn, feeling her eyes getting heavy as Felix continues to stroke her cheek and then it all fades to black.

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It's only a couple of hours into her sleep when she wakes, and for a moment she's disorientated—this isn't her bedroom at the warehouse—then she remembers that she's home, although it doesn't really feel like it. She'd got so used to be at the warehouse, it's strange being back here.

It doesn't quite look the same since the repair work and it certainly doesn't smell the same—with the scent of plaster and paint still heavily lingering in the air.

But then she rolls over to find Felix asleep next to her—his handsome features highlighted by the gentle moonlight creeping in through a crack in the curtains—and she suddenly feels completely at home, because home is wherever he is.

It's a cheesy—but so very true—thought that brings a smile to her face and causes a warm flurry of happiness to course through her entire body.

But it's also a scary thought.

She's fallen for him so hard and so fast, which in itself isn't all that surprising. He's so open, and kind, and funny...in fact it would be easier to get a list of all the positive adjectives to describe a human being and just slap a picture of Felix's face next to it.

Except he's not...

He's not a human being, he never has been and never will be. So how come he makes her feel more human and more alive than she's ever felt in her life?

Then that other thought creeps in, one she tries to ignore and suppress, because she doesn't want anything to stop her from feeling the happiness he makes her feel. She can't imagine her life without him, but one day he'll live without her. Without even considering the risks they both face during their missions with the agency, she's still more likely to die before him—her mortality and fragility make it that way.

She'd give anything to be able to spend all eternity with him, but it's just not possible.

Unless...

It's a conversation too serious and too heavy to be having at this point in their relationship, and she still doesn't fully understand how all that side of things works. Would she even be able to go through with it, and would Felix even want her to turn?

It's silly really to think so far ahead when things are still quite new between them, but her feelings for him are so intense, and for reasons she can't explain, she just knows that he's it for her.

As though he can sense her thoughts, (which he probably can, she thinks), Felix opens his eyes, instantly looking concerned when he finds her awake and watching him.

He reaches out for her hand. "Are you okay, babe?" His touch, mixed with his obvious care and concern for her has all her worries melting away instantly.

She nods. "I'm so lucky to have you."

He pulls her down, bringing her into a gentle embrace. "I'm the lucky one, babe," and he places a kiss on her head. "Are you sure you're okay?"

She wraps her arm over his chest, "I am now," she replies. And she really is, because in that moment she knows she could do it. She could turn for him.

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Dust Watched: D4DJ All Mix

Genres: Music, SoL // 12 episodes // S01 (x)

I always try to insert an objective view into my reviews but I... literally can't do it with this one.

✧  story  ✧

For anyone not in the know, D4DJ has a mobile game with one of the tightest story event release schedule I've seen. Honestly, it was a bit difficult to get into for me because it's so... chill? Slice of Life just isn't my preferred genre but before I noticed, I grew to really like these girls and started actually having fun. Which is exactly why I can't write about this anime from an objective point of view.

This anime starts out even referencing one of the stories in the mobile game (the 2nd Road to D4FES . of Lyrical Lily) which means that there's about 1 year of event stories between this season and the first one. The problem is, I have NO idea what it's like to watch this as a non-D4DJ fan. I've absorbed the game stories so much that I don't know what doesn't make sense for others besides the obvious.

One of the core points of the first season is the fabled D4FES , a DJ festival. Well, all 6 of the units present take part in that event when it comes back... but that's ingame. It's talked about a few times too but for only anime viewers, that VERY important event was just "skipped" and I think those people would've much rather watched that over this.

Because this anime is pretty much just a pretty long SoL event story. I personally enjoyed it because this is what D4DJ is 90% of the time but it'd probably be boring and a bit confusing for most. The anime spans over a year, with each focusing on one month. Lyrical Lily is invited to do a revitalization project for the shopping district by holding concerts and they decide to invite the other 5 units. And that's pretty much it. It's cute, chill but has an insanely crazy episode (EP6) with focus jumping from unit to unit.

I *would* say that there's a lot of "cute references for fans" but this felt like it was made FOR said fans. Because if I wanted to grab the anime only viewers, I would've adapted the D4FES saga.

✧  characters  ✧

I think the biggest problem here lies with the amount of characters which is 24. Happy Around!, Peaky P-key and Photon Maiden were the focus of the first season and Lyrical Lily has a lot of spotlight in this one. However, even though Merm4id and Rondo got a short OVA in D4DJ Double Mix (which I didn't review but would recommend watching) they were the ones with the least screentime in this anime. Merm4id is my favourite unit but I was honestly fine with it because I think they have some of the most event stories in the game but Rondo probably has the least so it was sad to see them get shafted even here. I did really enjoy getting to see sides of the girls I haven't before (despite there being 20+ hours of content ingame) and just generally hanging out but... the average viewer wouldn't have the attachment I did going into this. I don't know how enjoyable it'd be to watch like that.

✧  art  ✧

The same CG models. I don't know if I've just gotten used to them but their movements didn't feel as janky as in season 1 (still far from perfect though). There are some 2D characters which is quite odd but they try to not show them together on screen (or for too long) to not break immersion.

✧  sound ✧

They toned down and got better audio mixing for the sfx, thank god. The OST is still pretty mid for some reason. The OP/ED are bops and the insert songs are hit-and-miss depending on which unit's style you prefer.

✧  overview ✧

Honestly, I'm surprised how many details I remembered from the event stories cause SoL stories usually get deleted from my brain in a few days. But D4DJ just has some odd charm to it that I just can't explain.

My Rating: 7/10 (completely biased)

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Bagel decided to review the new outfits because why not: More More Jump

More More Jump is next as to follow the order the units are presented in game, so let's get into it.

Once again this is being made before I've seen Nightcord's but... these are my least favourites overall for now. There are some positives which I'll save for the individual segments but I'll just get the glaring issue out of the way.

Why the hell did they prioritise the blue for the skirts?

I know why the blue is there. It's to represent the sea of blue lights from Minori's performance in the main story, and I think including that in their new designs was a nice touch, but it takes over the skirts while each of the girls' representative colours get the minimal treatment. Literally everything about my issues with their new outfits would be solved if the blue and their character colours swapped.

Other than that? I do think the new outfits are nice. I think I prefer their old ones but they do their job as idol uniforms. Unfortunately they look too similar to really say much for each character but I'll try.

Minori's new hair accessory is very nice, not as good as her original, but nice. I like the skirt being longer on one side as well.

Haruka's skirt having the two flowing bits at the back is nice, as is her only having one bit of blue compared to Minori's two. Also she just looks happier than in her initial which is sweet.

Airi still having the sort-if crop top is a nice touch to make her stand out, as is her skirt being longer on the opposite side to Minori's. The blue bit being bigger as well add more differentiation.

Shizuku's looks like it can't be seen that well from behind Minori, but it just gets longer at the back and that's it. I... don't have much to say on Shizuku's.

I don't fully understand the new MMJ Miku. Why the hot pink? I mean she's rocking it but still. The grey fading to white is nice though. I guess it just doesn't fit well with the girls as a group. Maybe if they're giving the other Vocaloids new outfits they'll be matching with her?

I do wish we got something more similar to their in game idol outfits (the ones designed in Shizuku's witch event) but I suppose that was too obvious and also possibly too much to model? They could have just made them simpler but oh well. As it stands they have one glaring issue for me which sadly brings them down as a whole. Their outfits are nice though, they just can't beat their original ones for me. However the art is definitely better here so there's that at least.