#on the radio rn.... :c

[gothamcityneedsme]

i can't believe i never posted any of my snk fic. like. i have MULTIPLE NOTEBOOKS of handwritten stuff, and a LOT on my phone but like. i was into snk when i didn't have access to a computer. so almost none of this is typed and so thus also none of it was ever posted.

[hclluvasinners]

T a g ( s ) !!!!!

[gayabeilles]

how come werewolves of london is on every halloween playlist ever when roland the headless thompson gunner is RIGHT THERE

[skunkes]

she's so beautiful and the sound is so awesome

Purchased a beautiful old boombox from ebay that fits my room color scheme, excited and I hope the sound is okay

[javiscigarette]

Good Luck Charm

Joel Miller x f!reader (pre outbreak)

Summary: Joel loves the Texas Longhorns and you're just needy (someone please make an edit of him wearing any Longhorns merch im begging)

Warnings: smut (duh), established relationship, mainly just cockwarming, with a daddy kink, and heavy on the dirty talk, cream pie, ass play, whatever else I'm forgetting, no use of Y/N

w/c: 3.3k

A/N: Here's something no one asked for! This definitely isn't my best work but I'm in a funk rn and it's the best I could do! Also hello daddy kink apparently! Oh! And I hit 1k followers a while ago so thank you for that!!! So many hugs and smoochies for everyone ilysm guys 😚🫶🥰❤️❤️❤️ ALSO the AMAZING EDIT MADE BY @serenaxpedro !!!!

my masterlist

There were two things that Joel loved wholeheartedly: you and the Texas Longhorns. 

Joel goes all out for football season. Each year, as soon as September rolls around, you rarely find him without his Longhorns cap on. In the car, it’s not music, it’s a live radio broadcast or a recap of the latest game. And God fucking forbid if you even thought about touching the TV on a Sunday or Monday night.  

And now It’s a Sunday evening in September and the Longhorns are playing, which means Joel is completely preoccupied.  

You waltz down the stairs and into the living room clad in nothing but his Longhorns t-shirt that ends at your midthigh. You find him sitting on the couch, a half empty bottle of beer in his hand with his eyes glued to the screen. He doesn’t notice you at first and you have to stand practically right in front of the TV for him to take his eyes off the screen. When he finally does, he rakes his eyes over your body, a crooked smirk spreading across his face when he sees what you’re wearing.

Thankfully, you caught him at the start of a commercial break. So, he leans back and pats his knee and beckons you over with a soft “C’mere pretty girl.” 

It’s the first bit of attention he’s given you all evening, so you happily bounce over to him and climb into his lap, straddling him with your knees on either side of his hips and your arms draped around his neck. 

“You look so fuckin’ good in this, angel” Joel says, his voice already husky with arousal as he smooths his hands up your thighs. 

“Thank you, daddy” you whisper with an innocent giggle. 

He looks up at you and cocks an eyebrow. You’re no stranger to calling him that, but Joel usually has to spend a lot more time taking you apart for you to use it. 

“You gettin’ needy, sweet girl?” he coos, his hands sliding over your hips and over the curve of your ass. 

You don’t say anything, just grind your hips down harshly, moaning softly at the friction. Joel chuckles at your eagerness while palming at your ass. 

“The game is almost over, angel. Just one more quarter and then I’ll play with you all you want.” 

You huff in frustration. 

“But you’ve been in here all day” you whine. 

Joel laughs again. 

“I’ve barely been in here for two hours, angel. Think you’re just needy” he retorts, poking you in the side with a playful smile.

You huff again and tug at the curls at the nape of his neck as you roll your hips against his. 

“Please?” you ask, your voice drenched in desperation. “I’ll be a good girl and stay still so you can watch the game. Just wanna feel you inside me.” 

Joel eyes you and his hands tighten on your hips as you continue to move against his. 

“Can’t say no when you ask so pretty like that.” 

You grin ear to ear and Joel rolls his eyes. 

“Needy and spoiled” Joel teases as he fiddles with the hem of your t-shirt. 

With his eyes fixed on yours, his palms slide up your thigh, leaving goosebumps on your skin in their wake. He reaches the crease of your thigh and stops suddenly with a sharp inhale. He raises an eyebrow at you as he trails his fingers over the bare skin that should be covered by your panties. 

You look at him, feigning innocence as you chew on the corner of your lip to suppress a mischievous smile. He narrows his eyes at you as he slowly slides a finger along your already soaking wet seam. You’re far too wet and swollen just from sitting in his lap for less than two minutes. And when he slides a finger into your leaking hole, he can obviously feel it. He looks down and sees the wet spot that’s already forming on the front of his jeans. 

“Needy, spoiled, and naughty” he purrs, his voice low and gravelly. “S’that what you were doin’ up there all by yourself, babygirl? Stretchin’ your sweet little pussy so you could come down here and sit on daddy’s cock?” 

All you can manage is a vigorous nod, a needy whine, and another roll of your hips, trying to get his finger deeper inside you. He graciously slips in a second finger with minimal resistance and lets out a soft groan as your leak starts to leak past his fingers and drips to his palm. 

“Tell me how you did it” Joel commands calmly as curls his fingers and starts moving his wrist with languid strokes.

You whimper pathetically and clench tightly around his fingers as he slowly strokes your g-spot. 

“J-just on my fingers, daddy” you whimper while trying to grind your clit against his palm.

Joel hums suspiciously.

“How many?”

“Just shit – just two.”   

“Did you cum, babygirl? Did you cum with your fingers stuffed in your little cunt?” 

Joel’s voice is so low now, his gravelly timbre sending a shiver down your spine. You shake your head and whine again and nose at his neck, hoping that a few neck kisses might distract him. But of course, they don’t. 

“C’mon, sweetheart. Be a big girl and use your words” 

“No, daddy” you mumble, dropping your head to avoid his gaze. 

Joel moves a hand from your thigh to under your chin, tilting your head up and forcing you to look at him again. 

“Why’s that angel?” he presses. 

“Needed you, daddy. Couldn’t do it myself. Didn’t want to do it myself” you confess, your cheeks heating up at the admission. 

Even after all this time with Joel, he still easily made you a blushing, flustered mess within seconds. 

“My poor little baby” Joel coos with sarcastic empathy. “Just a needy little slut for daddy’s cock, huh?”

You nod shyly and tug at his hair again. Joel just smirks at you before focusing on the screen again. 

“Get it out then, angel. Game is ‘bout to start again” 

With a jolt of excitement, you scramble to tug his pants halfway down his thighs. Your mouth waters when you free his cock, his length hard and heavy against his abdomen. Your eyes flicker up to him and he looks at you through the corner of his eye, gives you a slight permissive nod then looks back at the TV. 

You move to hover over him before you start slowly sinking down on his cock, both of you moaning in unison at the sensation of him stretching your tight walls. It’s a stretch, it always is, especially when he doesn’t get the chance to open you up on his fingers. 

“You’re so big, daddy” you pant breathlessly, your nails digging into his shoulder as you stretch yourself out on his length. 

“Don’t tell me it’s too much after begged to be filled, baby.” Joel chides. 

You make a small noise and double down on your efforts. You whimper softly as you start sinking again, feeling every single inch of him stretch you out your little hole so deliciously. You exhale deeply once you’re full seated. Joel lets out a quiet groan and tightens his grip on your hip. 

“God fuckin damn, babygirl” Joel says quietly. “Always so tight for your daddy.” 

Your sink your teeth into your lower lip, biting back a moan at his words, trying to prove to him that you can be good. It takes a moment for you to resist the urge to ride him, but soon enough the desperation melts into relaxation, the feeling of being so full of him satisfying all your needs. He’s not even fully hard yet and your walls tingle and flutter around him as he continues to swell inside of you. With a sated sigh, you lay your head on his broad shoulder, and you let your eyes close. He holds you close to him, a protective arm draped over you stroking your back absentmindedly. 

“S’this all you wanted, sweet pea? Just needed daddy inside of ya?” he asks, his hand still gliding over your back and occasionally squeezing your ass. 

You nod and snuggle up into him even more. You could die happy right here, stuffed full of Joel with his heart beating against your cheek, warm and safe in his embrace. 

There’s no resisting falling into the overwhelming sense of tranquility that settles deep in your bones. Your breathing starts to slow down as you melt against his body and your head goes fuzzy when you bury your face in the junction of his neck and inhale the intoxicating scent of fresh laundry mixed with his cologne. You’re vaguely aware that Joel is talking to the TV, the sound of his voice fading in and out of your head. But you don’t bother making any sense of the words. You just focus on the rumble of his chest as speaks. 

After a few quiet minutes, he reaches over to the side table to pick up his beer, jostling you around a bit in the process. You make a small noise at the movement, his cock sliding just a bit further inside you to press against that spot deep inside you. You can feel every twitch and surge of his cock inside you, your body responding with a fresh gush of slick to each one, leaving you dripping mess in his lap. 

Joel finishes his beer in two gulps and sets it back down on the table before pressing a kiss to the crown of your head. You’ve been good so far, staying still and not moving like you promised and the game is almost over. So, Joel decides to give you a little reward. 

He brings his free hand up to your face and traces the line of your jaw and cheekbone with a knuckle. You practically purr and nuzzle into the gentle touch. And as if he can read your mind, probably because he can at this point, he rests two fingertips, cool and damp from the condensation on his beer bottle on your lips. 

You automatically part your lips, giving him silent permission to slide his fingers into you warm, wet mouth. He can’t stop the groan that bubbles up out of his throat as you suck his fingers mindlessly, your cunt clenches rhythmically around him.

He turns his head away from the screen just long enough to see your eyes rolling in bliss under your closed eyelids with drool starting to dribble out past his fingers and down your chin. 

“Bein’ so good, pretty girl” he whispers, pushing his fingers further back and pressing down against your tongue, making a strained sound when you gag. 

“Sound so pretty too gaggin’ on my fingers like that.” 

You keen at his praise and reflexively roll your hips. He shushes you and tightens his grip on your hip, keeping you in place. You squeeze your eyes shut and pant against his neck when he resituates again, his thick head now firmly pushing against your sweet spot. 

You let out a soft mewl, the sound muffled by the fingers shoved down your throat. Joel hisses quietly when you dig your fingernails into the backs of his shoulders. There will be some pretty marks there in the morning. 

“Game’s almost over, sweetpea. Can you hold on for five more minutes? Can you do that for daddy?”  

You nod lazily against him and try to stay as still as possible. You want to be good; you really do. But it’s a herculean effort with him buried so deep inside of you, pressing against all the right places. 

Joel slowly slides his fingers out of your mouth and shushes you again when you whine quietly. You open one eye to watch as he lowers it behind you. You can’t see what he’s doing but your certainly feel it when he spreads your cheeks with one hand and feels where you’re connected. 

“Oh, baby” Joel sighs, feeling how much you’re leaking out around him. “Making such a mess, sweet girl.” He whispers roughly. 

He gathers some of your slick on his already spit-soaked fingers before moving his finger higher to circle your tight hole. 

“Daddy!” you whine, lifting your head in surprise to look at him. 

“Hush, baby” Joel commands. He doesn’t even look at you as he cradles the back of your head with his freehand and forcing you to rest your head back on his shoulder. He stopped watching the game a while ago, but he keeps his gaze fixed to the TV knowing that his lack of attention gets you all the more worked up.  “Let daddy play with his little toy.” 

His hand leaves your head and spreads you open once again. And all you can do is lie there, helpless, and desperate at the mercy of your lover’s hands. 

“You’re so naughty, baby” Joel whispers, as he prods at the tight ring of muscle. “All you little holes are so tight for your daddy. Just for me, huh?” 

You nod and open your mouth to speak but he starts pushing a finger in you and all the comes out is a wanton cry. 

“Jesus Christ” He curses when you tighten even more around him, absolutely obsessed with how your body reacts to his touch. 

You try your best to stay still as he keeps pushing his finger in slowly. But you keep clenching around his cock, and he keeps twitching in reaction creating a circular kindling effect that drives you crazy. 

“Can’t daddy” you whimper pathetically, breath fanning over his neck, hot and humid. 

“But you are, babygirl” Joel reassures, pushing his finger all the way inside of you, groaning at all the different ways your squeezing him. “Takin’ me so well sweetie god you’re so fuckin’ perfect.” 

You moan again, the sound going straight to Joel’s ear and travelling down his spine as a hot tingle. You give an experimental roll of your hips, testing him and seeing what he’s willing to let you do. And he doesn’t stop you. 

With his finger buried in your ass and his cock stuffed in your leaking cunt, you start gently rolling your hips, gasping at the new sensations with each movement. Joel’s chest heaves with each breath as you slowly build up speed against him.

It doesn’t take long at all for you to find the perfect angle that lets you grind your clit down against the patch of hair at the base of his cock. It’s too fucking much to handle and the pool of molten liquid in your abdomen is quickly growing as you hurtle towards your release. 

“Oh, daddy please” you whine desperately between loud moans. 

“What do you need, angel?” Joel asks like he doesn’t already know. “Tell me. Tell daddy what you need.” 

You gulp for air, but you still can’t get a good breath. You’re so full of him. Every square inch of your skin is on fire now, every touch feels so good, his scent is filling your head and you can’t think straight. 

“Need – fuck daddy! – I need to cum, I’m gonna cum please let me daddy please” you babble, now clawing at his shoulders. 

“Shh baby it’s okay. You’ve been so good for me, lemme feel you cum all over my cock, sweet girl.” 

You moan in relief and start to allow the pleasure to take over your body. Joel watches in amazement as you fall apart on top of him when he barely even had to move a muscle. You keep your face buried in his neck and Joel groans at the sounds your making so close to his ear. You start trembling on top of him as your moans grow louder and louder, letting him know you’re seconds away from release. He keeps his finger inside of you and wraps his other arm around your waist, holding you flush against his body. 

“Lift up a bit, baby” Joel grunts into your hair. 

You barely hear him, but the last working part of your brain process his words and your body automatically complies. You press into your knees and your thighs shake as you lift yourself up off of him just slightly.  

The next second, Joel slams his hips up into yours, chasing after your tight, wet heat, already needing to be buried inside of you again. You scream as he pounds into you, his pace brutal and unwavering. Liquid heat surges through your veins and your hypersensitive walls grip him like a vice as the hot coil in your abdomen starts to unravel. 

Joel doesn’t stop as you start to cum. If anything, he speeds up. He punches up into your g-spot with each thrust over and over and over again, desperate to draw out your orgasm for as long as possible. More hot slick starts gushing out of you around him and Joel can’t believe how drenched you are right now. 

“There you go babygirl. Soak daddy’s dick” Joel rasps, his voice cracking as he starts to chase his own orgasm. 

The way he can feel himself move inside you, just a thin wall separating his cock and finger combined with the feeling of you sinking your teeth into his neck is making him absolutely feral. He’s only seconds behind you. He’s been just as affected, just as turned on as you this whole time. He’s just a lot better at hiding it. 

“You want daddy’s cum, angel?”  Joel pants, his eyes rolling back when you tangle your finger in the curls at the base of the neck and pull. 

You nod fervently and choke out “Yes, daddy! Please, want it inside” between long, loud moans. 

“M’gonna fill you up, sweet girl. Have so much for you. Just for you, baby.” 

You cry out at Joel’s promise and tug even harder at his hair and suck at the skin between your teeth. That’s all it takes for him to break. His fingertips dig into your ribs, and he pulls you down on top of him then empties himself inside you, unloading ropes and ropes of hot cum into your awaiting pussy. He holds you impossibly close and gives your moans a run for their money with the sounds he makes. 

“Baby, baby jesus fuck you’re so good” Joel huffs as you continue to move your hips, riding out and extending both of your orgasms for as long as possible. 

You’re both completely unaware of how much time passes as the two of you sit there, panting and trying to catch your breaths. Joel moves his hand from your waist to your hair, gently stroking and grunting softly as you keep spasming around him as the aftershocks of your orgasm course through your body. He brushes the hair out of your face and tucks it behind your ear so he can get a good look at your face, your eyes closed, eyebrows drawn together and your mouth hanging open as small whimpers tumble past your lips. 

“You look so pretty all fucked out like this, baby” Joel murmurs. 

You slowly open your eyes and look up at him with hooded lids. He gives you a soft smile that heats you from the inside out and fills your heart with a warm fuzzy feeling. You give him one in return, the corners of your lips curling up into a crooked grin. 

“Thank you, daddy” you mumble, your voice rough and ruined. 

“Anything for you, sweet girl” Joel says quietly as he cards his fingers through your hair. “Anything.”  

He looks at you for a few more moments, wishing he could burn the image to the inside of his eyelids to look at forever. But the sound of the announcers on TV catch his attention and he flicks his eyes to the screen. 

He looks back at you with a wide, giddy smile. 

“Did we win?” you ask, your words slow and syrupy. 

“Sure did, angel” Joel says happily before leaning down to place a kiss to your temple. “You’re my good luck charm, baby. Think you need to do that for every game from now on”

You giggle and let your eyes slip close again, finally fully satisfied. 

Thank you for reading!! please let me know if you liked it I need extra validation rn

[h3llenwrites]

Jealous! Alastor x reader?

Didn't know how to start this req but now I have somewhat of an idea what to do

Jealous!Alastor x reader

-Let's say Mr. Crazy deer overlord got jealous over (Name) talking to Vox

It was another day in hell and Alastor had spotted (Name) leaving, without telling him. 'Quite unusual.' He thought before shrugging and continuing his activity before. After a while he got curious on where (Name) went, so naturally he went out to search for them. After a bit of strolling around, he spotted them talking to Vox. Well, listening to Vox as he spoke. TV boy was babbling about random things to them, while they just listened to him. Alastor glared at Vox, who didn't notice the death stare that was gazed upon him since he was so busy chatting away. After a bit, Alastor debated what to do.

- It's either he walks off to Cannibal town or back to the hotel

-Or he drags (Name) away from salty modern technology guy.

If he chose to walk off and wait for you at the hotel,

The Radio Demon turned around, marching back to the hotel. He let the time wander as he waited and waited until (Name) got back. As soon as they return, he stood in front of them with that wide signature smile plastered on his face. "Oh, hello Alastor!" (Name) waved at him while greeting the demon upon their return. He waved back, instantly interviewing them. "Hello, My dear! How have you been?" Alastor asked (Name) as they walked up the stairs. "I've been gre-" "Splendid! What did you do outside today?" "Not much, I just stopped by to greet some friends." Alastor intently listened, his smile getting wider to hide the fact he was a little upset. "And who might those friends be?" "Oh just (Friend #1), (Friend #2) and Vox" "Ah, you've befriended that demon who makes modern technology?" "Yea, he seemed like a nice guy." "I see.. Well, he (insert embarrassing/Terrible thing Vox did to Alastor). But, I don't mind the two of you being pals!" "Oh gosh, are you sure? You seem upset about the situation.." "Now why would I be upset? You, darling, have made a friend! And it's extremely difficult to befriend anyone in hell."

-Little shit will guilt trip (Name) into unfriending Vox

-If he walks off to Cannibal town he'd rant to Rosie about the whole situation

"Can you believe him? Interacting with them, He's already pathetic but now he's asking for a death wish. Ugh!" Alastor spoke as his ears went down. Rosie just shakes her head and agrees with him.

-Now what if the radio demon dragged them with him?

"That's great, Vo-" (Name) nodded before yelping at the feeling of somebody grabbing them and walking off. Vox was screaming behind the both of them as Alastor walked off. "Al! Why did you do that?" He simply hummed and continued to walk with (Name) in his grasp.

(A/N: Can't tell if I like this or not, Still laying in bed rn melting away because I'm not allowed to turn on a fan or the A/C :(

[sadlilghostt]

DEAR SISTER.

Vaggie x sibling reader

๑ | synopsis : after vaggie didn't return home from the extermination, vaggies little sister whom waiting for her had her heart broken after hearing the false reason of why her older sister didn't return home. Instead of looking for her, she joined Adam with a burning heart and desire to end her sister.

๑ | tw: mentions of death, gore, blood, strong languages, grammatical errors.

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Today was the extermination day. I gripped at my axe, glaring at my poor weapon. Hatred was bubbling within me, today was extermination day.. Where we will be slaughtering demons. Todays the day.. That means.. I'll be seeing her again.

I gritted my teeth as my grip on my weapon tightened till my knuckles gone white.

Adam was still spouting shit to the other angels. Lute was beside him.. As always, someday I just question their relationship. But whatever. I shook my head as I ignored their ruckus.

Suddenly I felt a tingling sensation on my abdomen. 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬- 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺?! 𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸? -

I stiffly went behind Adam as I tuf his dress.. Robe... Or whatever that is-

Adam turned to me as he smirk.

" sup squirt? Ready to face your bitch of a sister again? "Adam fully turned his body to me as he crossed his arm with a cunning smirk on his mask.

" Mhm, yeah, superv, ecstatic. But- can- i like- be excuse for a moment? -my shit boutta- leak- " I stuttered as I held my lower abdomen trying to hold it in.

Lute and Adam gave me the most "bitch-you-serious-rn? " face. I groaned asi nodded my head.

" yes im fucking serious- NOW CAN I BE PLEASE BE EXCUSE? " I groaned through my gritted teeth.

"I promise I won't take awhile. " Adam sighed and motioned his hand.

" yeah sure, whatever. Just get your shit done and immediately went down there, we don't want your shit leaking through the sky now do we? " Adam cackled as I gave him a disgusted look as I scurried away.

" can't wait to see that bitch reaction seeing you HAHA. "

Once I got my relief, I got out of the comfort room when my eyes caught my reflection. I slowly walked towards the mirror, staring at myself. I look just like her.. The only difference is that, I had more height and the bums- my hair was pure H/C and flowy. My eyes were bright E/C. My wings were bigger than hers.. Well it was huge to be honest. Well- bigger then anyone.

I sigher before grabbing my mask on my side as I wore it. I stared at my reflection for a moment before sighing once again.

" time to get this shit done. "

Battle cries, explosions, gun shut was the only thing can be heard in hell.

Angels were facing off the other demons, while Adam was facing off the radio demon.

" well you're-.. Fuck-.. What the fuck-.. Fuck you you red-.. Too much red- fuck- you fuck- SHUT UP! " suddenly tentacles wrapped around Adam and threw him to the "hazbin hotel" sign.

" ha ha! Poetry! " the radio demon grinned.

Adam growled at him suddenly he heard a flap of wings.. That was louder than the other angels.

Adam looked behind him to see a huge pair of wings.

" took her long enough. " Adam scoffed before turning back at the radio demon who was looking curiously at the angel who had a huge pair of wings.

Adam smirked " I'm gonna take that eat shitting grin off of your face. " he smirked as he flew up and created a bigger weapon.

Y/N stared down at the battle below as she did a few swings of her axe before flying down, swinging her axe to every direction, immediately chopping off the demons limbs.

Y/N went side to side, zigzag. In every direction possible. And there was no miss of her attacks.

She was breathing heavily as she gripped at her axe, her body was already covered in crimson blood.

Sudden she heard a familiar voice.. There she saw.. Her dear older sister. Who had her now longer hair tied into a ponytail, she had a large X sign in her eyes. She was wearing her old uniform.

Y/N felt her heart stopped for a moment as her breath hitched.. For after 8 years, she finally saw her again.

Her eyes widened once she saw her sister gazed at the princess of hell in such.. A loving look. She held her hand and gave the princess of smile a smile.

Her blood boiled at the sight. Her teeth gritted in rage as she positioned herself spread wide open as her eyes locked to 𝘩𝘦𝘳.

" focus sweetie. " she smiled as she gazed at her lover who gazed back down at her lovingly. Suddenly she felt a huge gust of wings and a loud flap erupted behind her.

Her breath hitch as she turned around holding her spear behind her shielding her and charlie. A loud 'clank' greeted her ears as her eyes were greeted with a mask. Eyes burning with rage.

Huge wings, the height, axe. She know damn well who this angel is.

Y/N pulled back her sword as she swiftly kicked her off from her feet and kicking her up strong enough to send her up in the sky.

A groan escaped her lips as she heard the cry of her lover.

" VAGGIE! " Charlie cried as she watched the angel with huge wings send powerful attacks to her lover.

" LEAVE HER ALONE! STOP IT! " Charlie cried as she tried to reach out for her lover. Y/N send her another kick before kicking her to the wall, sending her crashing to couple of debris.

" ooooooh.. Sheesh.. Angry sister alert. That gotta hurt. " Adam cackled on the sidelines.

Vaggie coughed a few golden blood, holding her side as she weakly looked up at the angel towering her.

It was silent for the both of them for a few moments before a growl escaped the angels lips.

" so you've been gone for. Eight. Fucking. Years just to hook up and play dolls with the hell's princess? " Y/N growled, her voice laced with venom.

" n-no.. N/N- t-thats not!- " Y/N slammed her axe near her head making vaggie flinched.

" 𝘋𝘖𝘕'𝘛. Call me that. " Y/N growled.

" you don't get to call me that, not anymore. " Y/N eyes glared down to her older sister. Her heart was filled overwhelming with rage and sadness.

Vaggie coughed for a moment as she took a shaky breath before forming another words.

" Y-Y/N..i swear i-. "

" you left me.. " Y/N cut her off.

" Y/N I swear that's not- "

" YOU FUCKING LEFT ME WITH THOSE DOUCHEBAGS FOR WHAT? EIGHT YEARS, I'VE WAITED FOR YOUR SHIT ASS TO COME BACK HOME AND GUESS WHAT? MY BITCH OF AN OLDER SISTER NEVER CAME HOME AND THEN I FOUND HER AFTER EIGHT. FUCKING. YEARS. PLAYING DOLLS WITH THE FUCKING PRINCESS. HOW WONDERFUL IS THAT?! " Y/N snapped at her older sister who flinched at her outburst.

Vaggie stared at her younger sister in shock, pain ached her heart seeing her once.. Pure bundle of joy sister like this.

" eight years.. Eight.. Fucking years.. Vaggatha.. " the angel whimpered as a broken sobbed escaped her lips.

" Y/N...I'm sorry.. Really.. I never ment- to leave you. I never did, they're the one who kicked me out.. Because.. Because I hesitated. " vaggie weakly explained.

Y/N looked at her in a troubled look before shaking her head.

" that's..not what they told me. " she muttered.

" that's the whole point Y/N!.. Heaven never listens..i tried to explain but-.. They never did. I never got the chance to say goodbye or- tell you my well-beings " vaggie weakly stand up, wincing here and there as she weakly walked towards her younger sister. Who grew a few inches on her height.

" but.. Why didn't you atleast- come see me after? " Y/N sobbed as she stumbled back.

" I did N/N, I tried but.. They never let me.. Not until we actually pulled strings to get us to meet the angels a week ago.. " vaggie weakly chuckled as she was now in front of her Shakened sister.

" a week ago?.. They didn't.. Told me.. " Y/N muttered, more realization flooded her mind, her head started to ache a bit.

" why.. "

Vaggie smiled at her younger sister sadly before gently holding Y/N shoulder. Y/N flinched but she didn't pushed her away.

" I'm really sorry N/N..i really am.. " vaggie muttered as she slowly embraced her shaking figure.

It took a moment Y/N to process her older sisters embrace before finally breaking down to her sisters arm.

She cried like a baby that time, clutching her older sisters suit as vaggie comfortedly stroked her hair.

After some time, Y/N calmed down as vaggie held the both of her cheeks.

" now let's kill some birds, ey? " vaggie smirked as Y/N chuckled.

" vags.. Im still an angel.. " Y/N softly laughed which vaggie soon joins after.

" well you're different. Now let's? "

" Mhm. "

Adam had his jaw dropped, eyes widen as he saw the most strongest angel he had slaughtering her fellow angels along side with her older sister.

He watched her figure appear and disappear through the air due to her incredible speed as the golden blood of the angels showered everywhere.

" FUCK YEAH! N/N!! " vaggie screamed, cheering for her sister who mercilessly Slaughters half of the angels.

" VAGGIE! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! " Charlie ran to her lover as she embraced her tightly.

Charlie looked at Y/N in shock and dumbfounded, just a minute ago she was eager to kill vaggie now she was fighting along side with them. Not that she was complaining.

" what.. Happened.. " Charlie muttered.

" I'll tell you later sweetie, right now, we gotta focus with our main goal. "Vaggie smirked as they got into a fighting stance.

More angels were slaughtered until it was left with Adam and lute.

" Y/N. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?? "Adam screeched as he watched the now dead angels as lute growled behind him.

Y/N glared at them with fire hatred as she held her axe tightly.

" you fucking lied. " she growled.

" YOU PEACE OF SHIT OF A DOUCHEBAG YOU MADE ME THINK SHE LEFT ME. " she threw her axe to their direction which landed on lute slicing off her arm. Lute screamed in pain as she fell down on her knees.

" you crazy bitch- " Adam growled as he step back.

" I'm gonna fucking kill you. " Adam growled, he was about to send a powerful attack when a knife went through his stomach. Everyone stared in shock as vaggie looked estatic.

" uh.. You got.. Some.. Thing "Lucifer awkwardly muttered as Adams body fell limp to the ground revealing the cultrip who stabbed her.

It was.. A child? Or just a small lady-

" nifty! " Charlie muttered in shock. The girl named nifty smiled menacingly before repeatedly stabbing Adam as she giggled maniacally. Lute screamed in horror as she limped towards Adam.

Nifty got off of Adam as she ran towards Charlie.

Lute turned Adams body around as she screamed his name.

" No! Sir! Stay with me! " lute screamed in horror as she watched his eyes slowly lost its life. Adam held a small smile as his eyes went completely lifeless.

" ADAM!.. " lute cried, she stared at Adams lifeless body before standing up stumbling to her step as she glared at Y/N who glared back.

" you... I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU. "

" fucking DARE TAKE ANOTHER STEP HERE AND I'LL FUCKING MAKE YOU REUNITE WITH THAT DOUCHEBAG. " Y/N growled as she stepped infront of them protectively.

" YOU TRAITOR. "

" YOU LIARS. "

lute growled as she breathed heavily as she took another step, Y/N scowl deepens as she spread her wings open, covering the others protectively as she went into a stance.

" I. Fucking. Dare. You. "

Lute took a deep breath as she held her spear in front of her as she screamed in rage.

Y/N glared at lute in pure hatred as she watched lute took Adams halo and left the scene.

Y/N watched her retreating figure as she finally calmsed down, relaxing her wings behind her as she turned around to face the others.

Vaggie smiled at her as she ran to her hugging her tightly. Y/N slowly wrapped her arms around her older sisters figure as she burried her face to her shoulder.

Vaggie let go of her as she held her cheeks pressing their foreheads together.

" I'm sorry proud of you. " vaggie smiled.

Though Charlie was not having this.

" uhh.. Ok.. So care to explain now? "

" ah right.. " vaggie went beside Y/N as she pointed at her then at Charlie".

" ok uhm.. Charlie, meet Y/N..my little sister, Y/N meet Charlie.. My.. Girlfriend. " vaggie smiled lovingly at Charlie.

Charlie beamed at the mentions of 'little sister' as she held out her hand excitedly.

" woooah! ~ it's my first time meeting vaggies family- i-im Charlie, Charlie morningstar! " Charlie held out her hand as she smiled excitedly.

Y/N was still hesitant with siding with the demons, she only joined here to be with her sister. But her sister trust them so.. I guess she can too.

Y/N stared at her outstretched hand before bowing politely.

Vaggie watched the awkward tension towards the two before coughing awkwardly.

" this.. Is a good start I guess... "

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[leonenjoyer69]

*Inbox Invasion* Free ramble card!! Make it a long one, About literally anything, anything at all, can even switch topics constantly. This is literally just for fun.

LGOWKFLEKVK LET'S GOOO 🗣️🗣️

Okay so, starting off strong, let's go music. Will Wood and the Tapeworms, right? A few weeks ago I listened to both versions of every song twice to find which versions I liked better for when I eventually burned CDs (my car is old af, bbg ain't even got an aux, but also her ass ain't got an engine rn 💀) for the albums.

My verdict for Self-Ish? Literally all the songs are the exact same, except Self-, -Ish (which just sound a wee bit different), and Dr Sunshine is dead (which just has a longer outro in the original).

EVERYTHING IS A LOT THO? Some big differences in some songs. So here's my preferences:

6 up 5 oh- Remaster, the "oh how I know how I go.." Part just sounds better to me

(Bones)- Remaster, the radio/tv talk at the end isn't glitchy and stuff, like the OG

Front Street- Original, I like the snaps (tapping?) Behind the pre-chorus, along with the dialogue clip. But, also, I like how much clearer everything is in the remaster, so I'm kinda torn.

¡Akiado!- Original, I am,,,, not a fan of the extra end part in the remaster

White knuckle Jerk- Original. The background(?) Voices are quieter and sound kinda different. Idk I may be wrong about that tho.

Cover this song- Original. I hate hate HATE Batman will wood growling in my ear, please never make me listen to that version again, it was a genuine jump scare. (EDIT: THE REMASTER JUST PLAYED ON MY SPOTIFY AND??? HE'S NOT BATMAN ANYMORE??? IS MY SPOTIFY BROKEN?? PLZ IK I'M NOT CRAZY)

Thermodynamic Lawyer- Remaster. Not really a fan of the robot voice in the original.

Red Moon- original, his voice seems quieter or more drowned out in the remaster.

Lysergide Daydream- Original, don't remember why, so vibes ig lmao, there's not really a difference between the two

The First Step- Remaster, I think it just sounds a little clearer

Jimmy Mushrooms- either, they're literally the same lmao

Chemical Overreaction- original. WE CAN'T STOP HERE, THIS IS BAT COUNTRY 🗣️🗣️ need I say more?

Everything is a lot- Remaster, so then I don't have to listen to construction noises (or destroy to enjoy in general) 😋😋

So yeah, ig that's my dream Everything is A Lot album.

BUT NOW!! more music! But Chonny Jash this time!! Specifically the Ballad of Dr Jekyll and Bargaining/compromise.

First of all, I love the lyrical differences!! Ballad Jekyll leaning more towards blaming Hyde for everything and being way more self-pitying, while B/G Jekyll seems to have more of a subdued acceptance? Like, Ballad Jekyll is a lot more emotional and bitter, while B/C seems to take more of the responsibility. Also!! I like how in B/C Jekyll seems to be with someone else, while Ballad Jekyll seems to be alone. The contrast between the last lines ("but if it takes Mr Hyde with me, then I'm glad to hang" V.S. "so take my hand, hold it till the end") really does show that bitter self destructiveness vs that sad, duty-driven acceptance. AND LIKE UGHHH JUST THE LYRICS OF B/C IN GENERAL!! I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!

Also, the Mr Hyde Jive? I love Hyde being a silly fellow. Literally just being like "damn, I'm not the villain, smh, lemme go have some fun for you gayboy 🗣️🗣️ (might still ruin lives tho!! I am vice, teehee)"

Yk what? Fuck it, this whole ramble will be music. THE JEKYLL AND HYDE MUSICAL 🗣️🗣️🗣️ I love Anthony Warlow so much, all the Jekyll or Hyde-centric songs are so eoughhhh ughhhhh AHHHH. Favorite songs rn? Board of Governors, His Work and Nothing More, The World Has Gone Insane, This is the Moment, Transformation--I JUST UGHHH I love listening to his screams idk man. also Alive. I also love you, Gabriel John Utterson. His parts are so fun to sing.

BUT!! the absolute hold Board of Governors has on me is insane. Every time I hear the intro begin to play through my tv I look up. I'm literally pavlov dogged to that shit. It's basically a requirement for me to go "THE BOARD OF GOVERNORS OF ST JUDE'S HOSPITAL IS NOW IN SESSION!" every time it plays. I love sassy Jekyll and Stride, it's so funny, like yes!!! The girls are fighting!! The absolute sass of half that cast is crazy. I have every part memorized, I AM the entire cast and recreate it expertly 🗣️🗣️

Anyways, yeah, I love Utterson too, his voice is in my range perfectly, he's literally my bbg. All his parts in How Can I Continue On and His Work and Nothing More? Kdoelvkskfldk I love him I love him. JEKYLL THO? shaking him aggressively (lovingly) I want to chew on him and rip him apart. Warlow's voice for him is so EOUGJDJDKKD ‼️‼️‼️

OKAY THAT'S ALL FOR NOW, TYSM FOR THIS!! ILY, LOYAL SCIENTIST 🗣️🗣️🗣️

[garyroachsanderson]

i love your hcs sm!! do you think you could write 141 best friends hcs with reader getting hurt?

HI YES SORRY IVE BEEN ILL

141 best friend hcs— reader is injured

(requested) cw for blood, injury, near death, stuff like that

GAZ

when i tell you this man would scream at the top of his fucking lungs

he would do his best to stop the bleeding, but would also make fun of you as your face paled

“big strong y/n couldn’t handle a bullet, huh?” (this is the man who sat down and buried his head in his hands and hyperventilated after scraping his knee during a night out drinking)

he’d be there the entire time, but wouldn’t try to fight medical professionals from taking you off

“bitch, wake up”

he wouldn’t be allowed in the hospital room, and get pissed off, and proceed to tweet angrily outside. he knew you wouldn’t die, but he was scared you would, and it would be without him there to help you.

once you were awake, you’d probably send him some shit like this ^

he would then proceed to immediately run to your room and violently noogie you before hugging you

GHOST

now.. something is wrong with this man. he wouldn’t scream, he wouldn’t start crying out of anger or anything healthy. he lets out a guttural wail inside of his head as soon as he sees you’ve been downed.

if you’re near him, he’d drag you to a closed part of a building and desperately but calmly try stopping the blood. he’s learned a lot of tactics, and making himself appear like he’s staying calm is one of them.

his heartbeat is about 500 beats per minute rn. your flesh is now pale, which is unnerving considering your usual skin tone. he’s not trained in patching others up, and he doesn’t know how to fix that. he says something and you don’t respond so he raises his voice and goes “Stay with me, kid.”

incoherently mutters into comms, just completely trailing off

just cradling you the entire time until evac arrived, which he tried to follow but went with price and soap

if he was not by you, he’d keep asking questions until he got answers or he didn’t

“ C/N, come in. Do you copy?”

(radio silence)

“C/N, do you copy?”

“ . . . “

“..Fuck.”

moves through rooftops to find you, scouring the city like some kind of demented superhero.

would use his scope to try and spot you through any of the windows

he’d send out like 5 calls for an evac when you didn’t respond, but he’s searching in his spare time

NEARLY broke down crying when he found you slumped in a tiny apartment

he definitely thought you were dead and the anxiety in his voice was real. a tear and a sniffle or two might have been shed before he found the weak pulse in your neck

doesn’t move from your side ONCE, he stays up for days straight until you wake up or is slumped in a barstool

SOAP

thinks you’re joking for the first 2 minutes after you say you’ve been hit

SPRINTS to your location

you’re always together so of course he blames himself that in the 5 minutes you were apart a bullet tears through your chest

when panicked he just starts speaking heavily accented english or full out scots gaelic (he learned it from an old teammate), not out of choice but he noticed it keeps your mind moving when he does so he keeps doing it

one time while injured you went “gaelic more like GAY LICK” and then passed out and he laughed then cried

always thinks he’s going to end up in a vietnam war veteran position holding you

while carrying you to evac you repeated one of ghosts shitty jokes and he nearly dropped you out of fear/temporary resentment

the last words you hear before you die are going to be a mix of “hells fuckin bells” or “sweet baby jesus”

PRICE

this man’s friends are all dead. he’s had men die in his arms before and he’s scared every time that it’s going to be you

NO NO NO NO SOAP SOAAAPPP

absolutely silent, just trying to keep you awake and alive

this man will never leave you alone, you are ALWAYS with him and if you’re not you’re to be looked over by gaz. and if you get injured on gaz’ watch he’ll never hear the end of it

has definitely thought “if y/n dies im killing everyone in this room and then myself” but wouldn’t dare say it out loud

he’d drop everything he was doing, doesn’t matter if it was in the middle of a mission

STAY WITH ME SOLDIER

he puts his hat on you just to shield your eyes from the absolute liveleak that is your abdomen (or the sun, depending on the weather)

you wear his hat until you wake up. if you don’t, you’re being buried with the hat on your chest. that’s your god damn hat now

doesn’t understand what you’re saying but will pretend to laugh if you make a joke

ROACH

would kill everything in his path until he found the one who hurt you

you like to shout “GOOOOOOOD MORNING VIETNAM” just to scare the living shit out of him

141: “i fear no man, but that thing..”

(bloodthirsty roach)

“it scares me.”

he’s nervous and it shows. he’ll cry

he’ll stand outside the door until the doctor lets him know you’re stable (he wants to give you privacy of course)

if you’re afab then he’ll literally pause before taking the gear off your chest because he doesn’t want to invade your privacy. he just shuts his eyes and hopes for the best

he will carry you through hell in order to get you to evac

lays his head on his arms on your legs when you’re in a hospital bed

“i didn’t sign up for this”

that one audio that’s like “oh my gosh.. what do i do?? euuGGGHHHH”

[spooksier]

hello I loved vol. 1 of pandorica radio SOOO much & I’m just curious if you have an idea yet of when you might put out the next part :)c

there's no real timeframe rn but my goal is to have it out sometime next year! vivisection is significantly longer than part one and a LOT more complicated so it's gonna take some time. but! it's all plotted out so im in the middle of writing it rn! plus my idea was to release but vivisection and part three at the same time to round out the story so it'll be some time before that's out but i have a ton of silly stuff to show you guys in the meantime like this

[pyrrhocorax]

my current hetalia wildlife/natural resources au thoughts i have from your resident wildlife biologist: sweden: i have lots of ideas for him but the idea of him being an entomologist is interesting b/c the contrast of "big scary giant guy, but he studies tiny butterflies" is really fun to me. he has a very entomologist personality to me too based on all the entomologists i know so lepidopterist is my current thought. finland: forester. all foresters i know are unhinged in the same exact way he is unhinged. potentially also a fire ecologist?? i think that would be interesting (give me an excuse to learn about fire ecology more) and i think he would enjoy using a flamethrower. iceland: thinking geologist, prob volcanologist? or he studies auks. norway: less sure of him. thinking mainly about fisheries (not sure if marine or freshwater, both are interesting), mycology, lichenology (this is the main one i am thinking about rn), oceanography, or mountain stream hydrology (yes that is a thing) for him. denmark: having the most trouble with him honestly. maybe meteorology, geography (GIS dude??), soil biology?? maybe even human dimensions (i can see him being a good intermediary between the public and natural resources, like park ranger-esque)?? idk if extension agents exist in europe but he'd be good at that i think. estonia: songbird biologist. bander (or ringer you're european). potentially studying migration trends? breeding output of at-risk species? potentially lab mates with austria b/c sharing same field site. he's uncannily good at mimicking bird calls. lithuania: large carnivore biologist that studies in canids (i.e. wolves), mainly does camera trapping but also darts/radio collars them. looking at habitat usage to hopefully boost populations??? latvia: shorebird/rail/stork biologist?? reminds me of a shorebird biologist i know and i think he'd vibe well with water/water adjacent bird work. i also think him studying beavers is fun because beavers are fun! and i think the riga beaver thing back in the day was hysterical lol OR i think him being an aquatic entomologist would be cool he could be a dragonfly guy austria: also a songbird biologist, but looking at vocalizations/song stuff, does a lot more lab work than field work analyzing vocalizations. maybe studying nocturnal vocalizations during migration of birds across different habitats??? potentially lab mates with estonia. america: ungulates. or maybe specifically cervids. respectfully, as an american, we are overly obsessed with deer. could also see him studying salamanders because they are a special kind of person too that fits the american personality well, and america is home to the most salamander diversity in the world so like. yeah. canada: ducks/loons/grebes, raptors (specifically thinking eagles/hawks), weasels (him being so understated but studying wolverines is funny to me), or fisheries? :/ could also see him being a habitat biologist in general, doing modeling stuff for wider scale land changes? i kind of want him to be a prairie conservationist too. england: botanist is my thought for now? he has a "plant research guy who is 3 years into his phd and kind of regretting his life choices" vibe to me. but he's also the world's crustiest birder outside of his work (b/c uk influenced a lot of the current world birding culture) germany: ngl environmental policy analyst seems up his alley and we need more of those who are good. romania: chiropterist. and before you are like "urg don't stereotype the vampire thing pyrr" it's not that. his personality is just very bat biologist. they are a special kind of people, and i say that with affection, as all the bat people i know are fantastic. specifically could see him being also an entomologist studying the interactions between bats/bugs on farmland to see how bat populations help crop production. still thinking on things though!!! welcome to my niche au.

[butchtwelfthdoctor]

something i've noticed about the difference between good omens and doctor who fandoms rn is that the good omens people are either making funny art or coming up with increasingly unfeasible theories about supposed 'hidden messages' in the show and generally being weird about it going out of their way to say they LOVE EVERYTHING about the show, and the doctor who people are like. damn this sucks.. unfortunately it's also really compelling. oh well <3

like idk the good omens people (generalising here of course) seem incredibly strung up on what Could Be Meaningful and making wayyyyy to much of a big deal out of minor details. and like the show is clever! there are secondary levels of meaning! but not everything is or should be. not everything is a metaphor. continuity errors exist. and the doctor who people (even new fans) are still yknow eating drywall over it but are also like HAHAHAHthat bit was awful. anyways its also incredibly thematically relevant to these other episodes so it's very important you watch it lol.

and i think the difference is that good omens is twelve episodes. just twelve. there's the book of course, which is a different angle than the show, there's the radio version etc. but there's only so much story. and a lot of the version are the plot of the book in different formats. whereas doctor who goes on forever and ever and ever and there will always be more content. so the good omens people are overanalysing the same few moments over and over again because thats all there is, they probably know their content better than the doctor who people, but b/c you only see them in so many Situations, its also easier to begin to warp your perception of them. you only see them deal with a crisis a couple times under very specific circumstances. there are only so many character moments, so things can be blown out of proportion b/c you cant compare it to another similar moment.

but doctor who is infamously long and infamously has a Very large eu so you have a lot more time with the characters to pull together your perception of the characters, even when regenerations and new companions come and go. you simply have more to work with to build your understanding.

like if you compare the 'i just lost my best friend' scene from good omens to any of the 'doctor thinks companion is dead' scenes--crowley reacts like that only once. he is distraught, obviously, doesnt quite know what to do about it at first, doesnt know what's happened to aziraphale--but its a specific moment. bookshop burned down. world is ending. aziraphale Gone. whereas doctor who there's a range of scenarios with a range of reactions--guilt and also hope when bill gets shot and then taken away. anger and denial over clara willingly dying knowing that she must (actually resolved her character arc quite well i thought, though so did hell bent). there are more but i forget. uhm end of s1 second to last episode rose gets vaporised but it's actually a teleport, the way nine responds to that. there's just more to work with!! which i think is why the good omens fandom is so deeply embroiled in arguing over minutiae of character and background detail b/c they dont have anything more to read about them except fanfics (which are obvious a feedback loop in any fandom) and because they only see aziraphale and crowley for such a short time. they cant compare their reactions during times of The Literal End of the World and The Disruption Of Their Quite Nice Life Together And Also Possibly the End of the World to them just chilling.

[hclluvasinners]

feeling super depressed, and i have no other motivation than to either sleep or play armored core 6 religiously. and boy howdy, does life like kicking me in the dick for no reason, and ac6 looks hella nice.

[starry-eyed-never-satisfied]

Get to Know Me and My Obsession with KISS 🎸

Thanks for the tag @sluttery-withoutshame

1. Who is your favorite member?

Paul

2. Who is your least favorite member?

MSJ

3. Best album?

Ooh this is hard cause my favourite changes depending on my mood, but Revenge is usually up there.

4. Worst album?

I'm so sorry, I don't wanna be one of those people, but Monster

5. Favorite song?

Love Gun

6. Say one nice thing about each member.

Ooh only choosing one thing is hard! I love these guys soo much!

Paul- Only one! Okay, the soul of KISS, there would be no KISS without him

Gene- sweet lovable demon teddy bear!

Peter- energetic crazy idiot (positive)

Ace- baby girl

Eric C- such a sweetie

Vinnie-talented songwriter

Mark- ummm? Filled in the gap between Vinnie and Bruce

Bruce- the loveliest guy on earth

Eric S- friendly and fun

Tommy- loyal, sensible, stepped up when he was needed and has taken shit for that he didn't deserve

7. What do you dislike about each member?

Gene- Can take the obnoxious act too far sometimes.

Paul- Paul, my love, please stop being so critical of what you've done in the past. The Elder is a great album, let it go!

Peter- He was really bitter for a while (seems okay now though, hope that is reality)

Ace- Sorry Ace moots, but I really despise his attitude rn

Eric C- I wish he had been able to conquer his insecurities

Vinnie- a bit pushy in some of the interviews, answering questions that Paul or Gene should have been answering

Mark- yeah, I don't need to go into that

Bruce- too nice

Eric S- I've heard he talks a lot and i don't usually like people who talk a lot, so maybe that

Tommy- he's not Bruce! Sorry Tommy, I know it's not your fault

8. How did you get into KISS?

Sorry to anyone who's heard this story before! When I was 10 or 11 I saw the Crazy Crazy Nights music video on tv, and loved them!

9. Have you been to a concert?

3! (shoulda been 4 😡) 1997, Reunion, Auckland, 2008 Wellington, 2015 Auckland

10. Do you have any merch?

All the albums, too many t-shirts to count, books, figures

11. Unique thing you have related to KISS?

I don't know if I have anything especially unique. I have two of Paul's guitar picks, from the 1997 and 2015 shows and a copy of the Kiss my ass cd that is signed by Paul, Gene, Bruce and Eric (no they didn't sign it for me, I won it on a radio competition.

12. Who is/are your favorite lineup?

Paul, Gene, Bruce, Eric

13. What's your favorite era?

Revenge

14. What are your opinions on Tommy and Eric?

I love them! They stepped up, kept KISS going through the 21st century, and in all honesty I reper them to Ace and Peter. I would hae cried (not for joy) if they had been kicked off the stage in the last show to bring those two back

15. A question you would ask the band if you could?

I don't know that i can think of anything. I'd probably fall to my knees Wayne's Word style and go I'm not worthy!

16. What other bands/artists are you into?

Iron Maiden, Metallica, Led Zeppelin, Alice Cooper, Judas Priest, Deep Purple, Black Sabbath

17. Do you have a KISSona?

I'm not sure what that is

18. Who are some of your favorite blogs?

@ladyshandioftheendless @namelessbutters-doodles @elrohare @insanityisdivine @loveherallican-blog @tanookikiss @therockywhorerpictureshow @doctapuella @spacefoxy

19. If you could spend a day with one member who would it be?

Paul of course!

20. How would you explain the band to someone who isn't familiar with KISS?

I'm not good with verbalising my feelings, these guys are, after my family, my everything. People who dismiss KISS are missing out on a helluva lot.

[reiiishii]

sorry to hear your dash is making you upset. :c you can always unfollow/block people that make your dash a less comfortable place! take all of the time you need. i hope things become less stressful for you.

it's...not the people because I love my mutuals so much but I'm gonna just air my grievances from discord down below-

my issues are no one sends things to people I can post like- 2 3 memes a day and get nothing. I can also post a starter call and Radio silence. I have to BEG for memes on the dash sometimes. Like-- it is not that fucking hard to try and send something, I get we're all busy and adults but ffs it's nice to see SOMETHING in my inbox but when 9/10 its MOSTLY from Reb [my partner and it's not a bad thing] it's discouraging and it makes me ANGRY and downright DISGUSTED to be apart of the bleach RPC.

i also feel it's because i'm an OC centric blog- and considering the treatment of OCs as a whole….. I'm just fucking tired of having to BEG for shit. Yes I have stuff rn but I end up deleting it anyway because it's not writing when it's headcanons and I lose steam/will to do ANY of them. idk I'm angry and rightfully so but-- it has pushed me to the point I don't want to be anywhere near my blog.

I'm hoping a change of pace just stepping away will help me out but idk- we'll see.