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[poemsandsadness]

The Pretty Reckless Got So High ❤❤🖤🖤

[cxrrodedcoffin]

Rock Me - Spencer Reid

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Summary: Spencer decides to surprise Rockstar!Reader on the road after one of her tour stops, so they fuck each other’s brains out.

Word Count: 3.8k

A/N: I made my first custom fic header! I really wanted to capture the vibe I was picturing for this so I hope y’all like it! Decided to combine my love of music with my love for Spencer Reid, I was def picturing the vibes of The Pretty Reckless and In This Moment for the kind of band reader is the frontwoman of, reader plays the bass guitar because I always wanted to play bass when I was younger lol. Very short outro cuz I felt like it was getting a little too long lol, p.s. yes the title is a one direction song, fight me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

TW: sub!spencer, mommy kink, established relationship, lots of teasing, playfully mean dom!reader, degradation, pet names, unprotected sex, penetration, afab + fem reader, slight alcohol mention, cum eating, oral sex (reader receiving), handjob, typical criminal minds level violence at the beginning.

Rating: R, 18+

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You were a force of nature. Spencer knew that from the moment the team walked into that concert venue in search of a serial killer targeting high profile rock musicians. Your voice captivated him, strong melodies reverberating inside his mind, snaking around his every thought, he was hypnotized like a sailor drawn to your siren song.

When the unsub ran on stage and held a knife to your throat, Spencer’s heart stopped, until you used the headstock of your bass to uppercut the criminal, forcing him to drop the knife and stumble back into your bandmate’s drum set. You weren’t going to wait for someone to rescue you no matter what you were ordered to do, your fate was in no one’s hands but your own.

That was the moment Spencer knew he had to have you, and he’d do whatever it took to see you as often as possible. He spent the next six months bouncing back and forth across the country, from whatever state the latest case was in to wherever your next tour stop was. He couldn’t get enough of you.

Now, as he waited anxiously on your tour bus with a bouquet of your favorite flowers in hand ready to surprise you, he found his mind wandering back to every dirty encounter the two of you had leading up to this. He catered to your every whim, falling to his knees to eat you out whenever you asked, in your dressing room before a show, in the bathroom on the moving tour bus, even side stage right after you’d just finished performing, smelling like smoke and sweat, ripping your fishnets so he could devour your cunt on top of an amp.

What the two of you had was utterly filthy, and he loved every second of it. You hadn’t given him the pleasure of properly fucking you yet, but that’s not to say you disregarded his pleasure all together, far from it. You loved to let him put on a show for you, sitting on the bench across from him on the bus as you watched his brow furrow, his large hand fisting his cock impossibly slowly as you talked him through masturbation, reveling in the way he whimpered when you finally gave him permission to cum, shooting a massive load all over his lightly toned stomach.

He felt free with you, like he could lull the constant noise in his head for a short while and just be whatever you wanted in the moment, whether that be a loving boyfriend who’d hold you and let you bitch to your heart's content about your in-ears malfunctioning during the show, or a mere tool for your pleasure, he was content.

But right now, he was really, really hoping you’d use him like your own personal sex toy.

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You raised your bass in the air, screaming an enthusiastic ‘goodnight!’ into your mic before running off stage, desperate to rip your clothes off and cool down after sweating your ass off under the stage lights for the last hour and a half.

You handed off your gear to the sound techs before saying congratulatory goodbyes to your band mates, making as close to an irish exit as you could, shaking off any fleeting guilt you had about it knowing you’d do the whole thing over again together in a couple days when you arrived in the next city.

You grabbed your bag from your dressing room, taking a couple snacks for the road from the basket the venue provided in accordance with your rider before heading out to the bus, ready to take a cold shower as soon as possible. You yanked open the bus door handle, climbing the short steps into the central seating area, nearly dropping your bag when you finally saw him.

“Spence!” You cheered, a little too giddy to see your boy wonder. You quickly tossed your bag aside and straddled his lap, taking his face in your hands and crashing your lips to his in an open-mouthed kiss. Your tongue danced with his, desperate to taste him after two weeks of no physical content. Spencer had sent you as many tribute videos as you’d asked for while you were apart, but it just wasn’t the same as getting to feel him.

When you pulled away, the deep red of your lipstick was smeared across his plush lips, and you would’ve giggled if the sight hadn’t turned you on so much. He really was so pretty, you absolutely understood why his teammates nicknamed him pretty boy. You kissed him one more time on the cheek, placing a perfect kiss print on his soft skin before reaching for the flowers he’d brought you. You took in the fresh floral scent, admiring the flora for a moment before thanking him and getting up to put the stems in the neck of an empty liquor bottle in lieu of a vase.

“I’ve missed you.” He sighed, wrapping his arms around your waist as he watched your handiwork over your shoulder.

“Not more than I missed you.” You challenged, setting the makeshift floral arrangement on the small countertop. You turned to face him, your platform boots putting you right at his eyeline. He may have been taller than you but that didn’t stop the hold you had over him.

“It doesn’t have to be a competition.” He laughed, pulling you closer.

“But it does Spence, do you know how many times I got off stage and wished you were there to see the killer show we put on?” You were earnest, something only he seemed to be able to pull out of your usually headstrong facade.

“Ah, every show you put on is extraordinary, watching you is transcendent, you’re otherworldly up there, even on what you consider your bad days.” He praised, showering you with his famously flowery language. You felt a special appreciation for it, because despite the messy rocker chick stereotype, you held a life-long love of literature close to your heart.

“God, you are so whipped!” You teased, lightly pushing at his chest. Despite your deflection, the blush creeping across your cheeks showed him just how much his words meant to you.

“Maybe, but I know you love it.” He called your bluff and the back and forth was starting to stir something in you that needed attention, now.

“You know what I missed the most?” You asked, unable to keep your eyes off of his mouth.

“What?” He knew where you were going with this but needed to hear the words from your perfect lips.

“Seeing you cum all over your stomach live and in person.” Your sultry tone sent blood rushing straight to his cock, eidetic memory pulling clips of your mutual masturbation to the front of his mind.

“W-what if I came somewhere else tonight?” He stumbled over his words, having a hard time maintaining eye contact as he asked the awkwardly worded question.

“Like where?” You played dumb, exaggeratingly tilting your head and twirling your hair around your finger.

“Inside you.” He whispered, gaze locked on the wall behind you.

“Hmm I didn’t quite hear that, can you repeat it for me?”

“Inside you, I want to fuck you.” He blurted out, lipstick-stained cheeks burning bright red in embarrassment. You took his chin between your fingers, forcing him to look at you as you pondered your next move.

“I have a mountain of fan mail full of guys begging for the opportunity to fuck me, what makes you think you deserve it more than any of them?” You prompted, watching the way his features contorted in reaction to your somewhat harsh question.

“You’re being mean.” Tears started to well up in his eyes, brown irises glazing over as a lump formed in his throat. Despite how sad the thought made him, it also had his bulge straining even harder against his pants than it already had been.

“I know baby, but you’ve gotta prove how badly you want this, I’m not just going to give you the privilege without earning it.”

You could see the wheels turning in his head, no doubt debating what he could do to demonstrate his worth to you. His demeanor started to shift, holding eye contact as his shoulders straightened, practically puffing out his chest.

“I think I’ve already proven myself to you, given that you’ve cum on my tongue more times than you could count.” This sudden surge of confidence from Spencer was unexpected, but something about it had you hungrier for him than ever.

“Fair, although I do think that eidetic memory of yours gives you an unjust advantage.” You teased, a small smirk forming at the corner of his mouth. You took a step forward, closing what small gap was left between the two of you before bringing your hand to graze over his bulge. He let out a breathy whimper, pupils dilating as you applied slight pressure to his almost painfully hard member.

“I’ll do whatever you want, I just need you to touch me.” He breathed, bucking into your hand. You began to undo his belt, pushing him back until he fell back onto the leather bench. You loomed over him, low cut top giving him a face full of cleavage as you worked to slide his pants down just enough to free his aching cock. You moved to straddle his lap, sitting back on his thighs to leave ample space to toy with his member.

“Can you be a good boy for me?” You purred, starting to pump your spit-covered hand up and down his shaft.

“God yes.”

“Yes, what?” You stared him down, watching his lips part with a gentle moan.

“Yes Mommy.” The groan ripped from his throat, prominent veins framing his adam's apple.

“That’s right baby, let mommy take care of you.” You kissed his cheekbone, then his jawline, admiring the way your crimson lipstick contrasted against his pale complexion as you worked your hand over his cock, feeling every curve and contour of his thick veins against your palm.

“Take off your shirt.” You ordered, your free hand skirting under his layered vest and button-up to feel his abdominal muscles flex with every shallow breath he took. He did his best to quickly undress, lifting the vest over his head before shaky hands began unbuttoning each adornment, finally shaking off the garment and exposing his bare chest.

You trailed your kisses down his neck, peppering lip prints across his chest, stopping periodically to suck and nip until dark red and purple bruises bloomed over his skin. You could tell he was holding back, front teeth biting into his bottom lip to stifle his sighs.

“Spencer, I need to hear you.” You bring your hand to a stop, waiting for him to release his lip from the bite before starting up your movements again. You brought your other hand down to cup his balls, gently massaging them as you increased your speed, rotating your wrist to maximize the stimulation against his increasingly sensitive shaft.

The moans and whimpers falling from his lips grew louder, his mind abandoning all inhibitions as his approaching orgasm clouded his judgment.

“You’re so loud, the rest of the band is in the bus right next to ours, do you want them to hear how big of a whore you’re being right now?” You teased, snapping him out of his love-drunk stupor.

“I-I thought you wanted me to-“ He stuttered out, brows furrowed in confusion.

“You’re right sweet boy, I want them to hear exactly how good I make you feel.” You cut him off, a wicked grin spread across your face as you focused your movements on the tip of his cock, your thumb smearing the pre-cum dripping from his slit all over the swollen head. His moan caught in his throat, breathing becoming increasingly labored until one final twist of your hand had him falling over the edge.

“Mommy!” He cried out, his thighs flexing as thick ropes of cum painted his stomach. You slowed your movements just slightly, milking him for all he has. You took your free hand and picked up some of his spend on your fingers before bringing them to his parted lips, prompting him to suck them clean. He does as he’s told, utterly shameless about everything he does for you.

“You’re such an obedient slut Spencer, I love it.” You praised, pulling him into another heated kiss. You pulled away, watching him catch his breath and look at you like you hung the stars in the night sky.

“I think you’re ready for me, if you’re up for it.” His eyes went wide at your proposal, his heart feeling as though it could beat right out of his chest.

“Yes, yes, I just need a minute.” He panted, his cock already semi-hard again.

“Take your time sugar, I’m gonna take a quick shower.” You patted his cheek before rising off of his lap and walking to the small bus bathroom, stripping out of your black latex mini dress and shredded fishnets to wash off the sweat and body shimmer from your time on stage tonight. You didn’t bother removing your makeup, too excited to finally have Spencer’s perfect cock inside of you to waste any time.

He didn’t need to know how badly you wanted him, the cat and mouse game the two of you played was unlike anything you’d ever had before and it beyond satisfied you to know how much power you willingly held over him, and how much pleasure you mutually received from it.

When you finished scrubbing down you made your way to your small bedroom at the back of the bus, finding Spencer ready and waiting for you on your bed. He was laying nude on top of the comforter, messy strands of hair resting against his forehead, pillow sitting in his lap as he propped himself up on his elbows to watch for you.

“You’re so beautiful.” He greeted you, watching as you rubbed body lotion over your skin. When you reached your chest, you spent a little extra time kneading the lotion into your breasts, putting on a bit of a show for him. He loved all of you, that much you were sure of, but he always had a special appreciation for your breasts.

He’d find any opportunity to lay his head on your chest while you laid in bed together on your off days, watching Doctor Who and nerding out over through lines and plot holes alike. It was days like those that had you really falling for him, your souls finding ways to both mesh with and contradict each other in a perfect harmony.

“You’re too sweet to me.” You smiled at him, rubbing the last bit of lotion into your skin before walking to the end of the bed. You reached forward, observing as his eyes went straight to your chest when you bent over to pull the pillow away from his lap. His cock stood straight up, bobbing slightly. A deep blush creeped over his cheeks, his shyness endearing, especially given that you had just had your hand wrapped around him twenty minutes ago.

“Do you want to be on top, sweetheart?” The thought hadn’t even crossed his mind, he just figured you’d be the one in control of the whole thing, but the thought of hovering over you, getting to have a perfect view of your hair all splayed out over the pillows, your face contorted in pleasure, had goosebumps rising over his skin.

“If that’s what you want.” He surrendered, always looking to please you. You nodded, climbing onto the bed to lay down, waiting for him to reposition himself between your legs. He knelt there, reaching to grab the pillow from the end of the bed, bringing it behind your thighs. You understood what he was silently requesting, lifting your hips to allow him to slide the pillow underneath.

“Where’d you learn that, wonder boy?” You giggled, propping yourself up by your elbows to watch him.

“I read that it can ease the tension on the lower back created by repeated movement during intercourse, I want you to be comfortable.” He explained, bleeding heart showing once again. You nodded, smiling at him. His fingers slid up your thigh, pausing at the apex before dipping into your folds, his digits welcomed by your warm arousal.

“Y-you’re so wet already.” The look of amazement on his face amused you, as if he was somehow completely unaware that you were, in fact, truly attracted to him.

“Spencer, believe it or not, I actually do enjoy our time together.” You teased, raising your knees to your chest to give him a better view of your cunt. His features softened, your joking easing his nerves as he prepared himself for what he was about to do.

“Can I start?” He asked, positioning his hips just above yours.

“Yes baby, go slow.” You locked eyes with him, pushing a strand of hair away from his face. He brought his cock to your cunt, rubbing the head through your folds before tapping it against your clit a few times, making absolutely positive that you were relaxed enough. He positioned his head at your entrance, slowly pushing forward until his head popped into your welcoming hole.

“Stop.” You commanded, voice firm. His eyes widened in panic, freezing his movements.

“W-what’s wrong? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” He rambled, fear in his tone.

“I’m okay Spencer, I just want you to stay like that until I say otherwise.” He could hear the amusement in your tone and although he was no longer concerned, confusion quickly replaced it.

“Why?” He questioned, apprehensively obeying your request.

“I’m just doing whatever I want, just like you asked me to. I want to see if you can resist your urges.” He was almost annoyed, knowing that this was another one of your power plays, but the shiver that ran up his spine told you he was enjoying this just as much as you were.

So he stayed there, wincing every time you clenched your pelvic muscles around his tip, trying to break him. You knew it wouldn’t work, he was the definition of obedient, but it was oh so fun to watch him squirm in anticipation. After a good five minutes you decided you’d had enough, ready to let him fill you.

“You are so deliciously pathetic.” You laughed lightly, pulling him down into a kiss. You felt him smile against your lips, his hand snaking up your stomach to grope your breast. Your nipple hardened against his palm, drawing a low moan from your throat.

“Move, Spencer.” You finally gave him permission, your hand tangling in his messy locks. He pushed further into you, his thick girth stretching your walls in a way that had you begging for more.

“So tight.” He moaned, pausing to just feel the way your pussy hugged him before pulling out and thrusting quickly back into you, his eyes shut tight in concentration.

“Look at me.” You moaned, needing to see the pleasure in his beautiful eyes. His eyelids fluttered open, catching your gaze as he found a steady rhythm inside of you. Each thrust of his hips made the filthiest sound, wet slapping skin mixing with both of your moans, his whines and whimpering music to your ears.

The pillow beneath you made for the perfect angle, allowing the veins on this cock to rub deliciously against your sweet spot. He grabbed the side of your face, his mouth practically devouring you as he swallowed your moans. When we pulled away, a string of spit connecting your lips fell to your chest, and without hesitation he dipped his head down to lick it up, repeating your earlier actions as me marked your chest, working his way to your breasts.

He increased his speed, pumping in and out of you at an animalistic pace, his mouth finding your nipple and sucking hungrily. You threw your head back into the pillows, your hands finding his back and your acrylics digging into his delicate skin. You scratched up his back, surely drawing blood and for a split second you worried you’d taken it too far, until he moaned loudly against your chest.

“I’m gonna cum.” He panted, shifting so his face was above yours again. He looked to you for permission, but you weren’t going to let him off that easily.

“No, not until you beg for it.” You told him, digging your nails into his back again. He slowed his pace just slightly, his free hand finding your clit and rubbing quickly over it, hoping it would soften your conviction just a little.

“Please let me cum, I need it.” He weakly pleaded, his actions growing increasingly desperate.

“Come on baby, I know you can do better than that.” You encouraged him, rocking your hips to meet his thrusts. He whimpered, hanging his head for a moment to center himself.

“Please Mommy!” He groaned, watching your tits bounce with every thrust.

“Do it, fill up Mommy’s cunt Spencer.” You finally allowed him to let go, getting in a few more hard thrusts before his hips stuttered, his cock twitching and coating your walls with his warm cum. The feeling of his warmth deep inside coupled with his hand on your clit sent you over the edge, every nerve in your body on fire as the tension in your core dispersed through your body, the pleasure washing over you in waves.

When you both came down from your highs, Spencer collapsed face down on the bed next to you, his head turned to face you.

“I love you.” He whispered, half hoping he’d said it low enough that you hadn’t heard.

“I love you too, Spence.” You returned the favor, any fear he had immediately dissipating with the mutual confession.

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RECKLESS ABANDON! ♥︎ live action!kazutora

synopsis : you hate him. he hates you. that’s it — that’s all everyone knows.

song inspo ; sweet disposition by the temper trap

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“Do you hate me? Is that what this is?” Baji can only roll his eyes as you speak. You frown, folding your arms as he groans. “This is supposed to be fun for everyone, you know.”

“You think I’ll have fun with that?” As he speaks, Baji points to Hanma, who picks his nose nonchalantly. You grimace and turn away from the scene. Baji is scowling, “seriously, I’ll switch with you.”

Your eyes narrow. “Now you want to switch? Traitor.”

“[Name],” your skin prickles at the sound of his voice. Kazutora rubs his left eye, leaning on the doorway of the guest room. “It’s just one night,” his hand drops and he grins, “or it’s the couch. Your choice.”

Hanma sneaks past into Baji’s own room with a yawn. You fight the urge to scream, simply looking back at Baji. He shrugs and you try not to punch him.

“Some stupid sleepover,” you grumble to yourself. Stomping into the guest room, you don’t slam the door, but only because Baji’s mom was already asleep. You can hear Hanma cackling in the next room and you groan.

A silent beat goes by, then two, until you squeal silently, bouncing in place. Kazutora’s lips lift into a half smile as he leans on the bed, one elbow on the mattress as the other hand is held out to you. Taking it, he pulls until you’re both laying down face to face.

“Hi, Kazu’.” You say it so softly — so tenderly as you trace the shape of a heart onto his cheek.

HIs nose scrunches, “hi, pretty.”

You grin again, bumping your nose against his as the sound of a video game echoes into the walls. You should’ve known Baji nor Hanma would allow you to sleep. But, truly, you were a little too giddy for sleep anyways.

Kazutora lets out a sigh, his eyes closing in annoyance before they snap back open. “Those two…”

“Quite the pair.” You tuck a piece of hair behind his ear, making sure his forehead is clear of all strands. “Totally oblivious.”

A hand squeezes your hip before an arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer. That half-grin of his appears again. “Only a little.”

With a sigh, Kazutora sits up, tapping the space next to him when you lay still. He blinks sleepily — so soft and warm that you want to cuddle into him and never leave. “Gotta get ready for bed, angel.”

“Comfy.” But, you sit up in front of him anyways. Your legs form a ‘w’ shape as you slouch, finding yourself unable to move anymore. “Sleepy.”

Kazutora hums, his fingers dipping into the back of your hoodie as he nods. “Hurry up, then. And—“

A flush takes over his cheeks, crawling up his ears as he looks away. Your eyes widen as you follow his face, not allowing his eyes to look away from yours. “And?”

“We’ll cuddle and stuff.” Kazutora yanks the hoodie so that your eyes are covered. You let out a small shriek that melts into a quiet laugh, pulling the hood off of your head. His cheeks are still pink, lips pouting as he looks away from you. “Stop it.”

Your hands clutch onto the bottom of your hoodie, lifting it up and over. Voice a little muffled as you struggle, you speak anyways. “Stop what?”

Cold, feathered hands latch onto your shirt, holding it down as your hoodie slips off. Finally getting the clothing off, you let out a huff. Kazutora eyes you tenderly, gaze melted as it sinks into you. “Staring at me. Teasing me. Making me blush.”

You scoff, shoving his face away lightly, “like you’re any better?”

Kazutora only grumbles to himself, hands twitching between wanting to bite his nails or hold you. He settles on the latter, grabbing at your hips again when you lay down.

His nose bumps into your neck, legs already sandwiching yours as you throw the blanket over you both. Kazutora lets out a sigh, “s’nice. Being like this.”

“Oh, it is?” Your hand cards into the back of his head, twirling dual-toned strands absentmindedly. “Mister no I’m not for that likes cuddling?”

Lightly pinching his teeth into your neck, Kazutora only lets up when you pinch his back. “That better not leave a mark!”

“Blame the cat,” his voice trails off. Fighting against sleep of your own, you bring him closer as your eyes slide shut. “Worked before.”

“‘Cause they’re stupid.” You fall asleep with a smile on your face, Kazu’s mirroring against your neck.

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SaiyanPrincessSwanie - Reading List Week 155 & 156

Welcome to Week 155 & 156

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal boosting them. Author is listed next to title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

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Our Dream, Your Nightmare - Part 2 - (Steve x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie​

Captain Sassypants’ birthday gift (3) - (Steve x Reader) - @holylulusworld​

Secrets Chapter 20 - (Steve x ofc, Brock x ofc) - @nekoannie-chan​

The Pull of Gravity - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817​

And Mine You Shall Be - (Steve x Reader) - @wint3r-h3art​

Dressing Table - (Stucky x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans​

Lost Without You - (Bucky x Reader) - @angrythingstarlight

Bucky Drabble - @angrythingstarlight

Hooked on a Feeling - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Petals - (Bucky x Reader) - @biteofcherry

Ours - (Ari x Reader x Lloyd) - @labella420

Mess - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Holidays on the Run - Part 2 - (Steve x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Keep Running Back - (Lloyd x Reader) - @slyyywriting

Ari Oneshot - @angrythingstarlight

On the Edge - (Bucky x Reader) - @sidepartskinnyjeans

Wrapped in Red - (Bucky x Reader) - @flordeamatista

Reckless - (Lloyd x Reader) - @stargazingfangirl18

Cake memories - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Rude friends (5) - (Steve x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Pretty Little Thing - (Lloyd x Reader x Ari) - @labella420

Secrets Chp 21 - (Steve x ofc, Brock x ofc) - @nekoannie-chan

Sleeping Beauty (0.5/?) - (Bucky x Reader) - @drabblewithfrannybarnes

No Time - (Ari x Reader) - @spectre-posts

Want to - (Jimmy D x Reader) - @spectre-posts @what-is-your-plan-today

Step Into My Ride, Part 3 - (Ransom x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513

3 Billion Divorce - Part 4 - (Lloyd x Reader) - @deliciousangelfestival

Collared part 17 - @spnexploration

Digital Bath - Part 4 - (Bucky x Reader) - @syntheticavenger

Fresh Fallen Snow, Part 4 - (Curtis x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513

All Day - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

After the Fall - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Hands off - Part 4 - (Stucky x Reader) - @darsynia

Ari Oneshot - @angrythingstarlight

Ransom’s First I Love You - @drabblewithfrannybarnes

[amber-lucca44]

Welcome to my music moon :3 💖

Or whatever it's just my music journal thingy lol. ♥️

As the header said, I'm Vonnie, a poc transgender woman in her 20s. I'm absolutely obsessed with music, and this blog is just my journal of how I've been enjoying it hehe. 💕

About my ratings:

They are 100% based on how much I enjoyed listening to the song/album, not based on like quality or impact 😗

Anything over 5/10 means I liked it, so 5.5/10 and 7/10 are both good. Below 5/10 means I mostly didn't 😅💔

My average rating of their albums won't be equal to their position on my favorites. I also think of singles, EPs, their most recent work, and just them in general as artists, as well as the impact they might've had on me. Of course I take that into account too, but it wouldn't be fair to place Metallica way lower because of St. Anger yk 😂😭

YES I TAKE RECOMMENDATIONS. 💖

I listen to at least one album on every weekday (usually ♥️)

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My 100 favorite artists (and their average album rating, working on those) 💖⭐⭐⭐

I'll keep updating this list as long as it's here :3 ❤️

Kendrick Lamar 8.9/10

Alesana 8.9/10

Chvrches 9.3/10

Eyes Set To Kill 9/10

Renee Phoenix 9.5/10

Bring Me The Horizon 8.5/10

From Autumn To Ashes 8.6/10

The Devil Wears Prada 8.2/10

A Day To Remember 8.3/10

Sleeping With Sirens 8.3/10

I See Stars 8.7/10

Escape The Fate 8.6/10

Senses Fail 7.7/10

Nine Inch Nails 8.5/10

Asking Alexandria 8.1/10

Saosin 9.3/10

Funeral For A Friend 8.2/10

Architects 8.2/10

Oceans Ate Alaska 9.2/10

PVRIS 8.8/10

The Number Twelve Looks Like You 8.5/10

Lindsey Stirling 9/10

Blessthefall 8.3/10

Slayer 8/10

Beartooth 8.7/10

Chunk! No, Captain Chunk! 8.5/10

Pearl Jam 8.1/10

Underoath 7.9/10

Hayley Kiyoko 9/10

Fall Out Boy 7.9/10

BTS 8.6/10

Rise Against 8.3/10

Motionless In White 8.4/10

The Used 8.1/10

Avenged Sevenfold 8.5/10

Against The Current 8.8/10

Nirvana 9.2/10

My Chemical Romance 9/10

Pierce The Veil 8.2/10

A Skylit Drive 8.4/10

Emery 8.1/10

From First To Last 8/10

Trivium 8.4/10

Tonight Alive 8.4/10

Lacuna Coil 8.2/10

The Pretty Reckless 8/10

Deftones 8.2/10

OutKast 8/10

Blink-182 7.7/10

Carcass 7.7/10

Miss May I 8.1/10

Slipknot 8.3/10

August Burns Red 8.1/10

Taking Back Sunday 7.8/10

Lamb Of God 8.1/10

Garbage 8.1/10

Nas 6.8/10

You Me At Six 7.7/10

Linkin Park 7.6/10

Parkway Drive 8.1/10

Paramore 8.3/10

Squarepusher 7.3/10

Siouxsie & The Banshees 7.5/10

Janelle Monáe 8.1/10

Metallica 6.9/10

Lorde 8.5/10

Deicide

Meshuggah

glass beach 9/10

Anathema

American Football

Mayday Parade

Taylor Swift

Four Year Strong

Green Day

Against Me!

Anthrax

System Of A Down

Volumes

Sunny Day Real Estate

Bad Religion

Threat Signal

Coheed and Cambria

Run The Jewels

Avril Lavigne

Bury Tomorrow

Suicide Silence

2Pac

Haste The Day 7.7/10

Hatebreed 7.7/10

Alexisonfire 7.6/10

Marina

Iwrestledabearonce

In This Moment

Cannibal Corpse

Charli XCX

Aiden

Boys Night Out 7.7/10

Hawthorne Heights

Atreyu 7.7/10

Me on YT and a playlist with my favorite songs!

10/10 albums (so far ♥️)

Artemis (Lindsey Stirling)

Casually Dressed & Deep In Conversation (Funeral For A Friend)

The Cleansing (Suicide Silence)

Disgusting (Beartooth)

The Downward Spiral (Nine Inch Nails)

Every Open Eye (Chvrches)

From Under The Cork Tree (Fall Out Boy)

Let It Enfold You (Senses Fail)

Nevermind (Nirvana)

New Demons (I See Stars)

On Frail Wings of Vanity and Wax (Alesana)

Reach (Eyes Set To Kill)

Reign In Blood (Slayer)

Saosin (Saosin)

Stand Up and Scream (Asking Alexandria)

Steady Damage (Fit For Rivals)

Tell All Your Friends (Taking Back Sunday)

They're Only Chasing Safety (Underoath)

Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge (My Chemical Romance)

To Pimp A Butterfly (Kendrick Lamar)

Too Bad You're Beautiful (From Autumn To Ashes)

[luoism]

gooooooooooooooood morning !! i got an iced coffee by my side n i'm ready 2 go !! it's nice to meet all of u ^^b my name is sen (they/them) n i am the writer behind LUO: a little guy who happens to also be a ghost whisperer, with a talent to cause chaos wherever he goes !! (honourary mention to @huitians 's mun for making me that header >< i literally owe u my life)

tracker !!

replies status: - nayeon :: owed, drafted, in progress - ryder / there's a crowd :: owed, drafted, in progress - huitian / second meeting :: owed, drafted, in progress - yuhui :: owed

did you hear the latest scoop ? we’ve got a new student joining us ! a little birdie told me that they’re called XU LUO, but they kinda remind me of LIU YANGYANG — don’t ‘cha think ? you’re probably thinkin’ they’re just another 23 year old in their THIRD year of some BACHELOR’S DEGREE IN ANTHROPOLOGY, but wait ‘till you hear about their MEDIUMSHIP! nifty, huh ? probably good to know, especially ‘cause i heard they’re THE CURIOUS CURRENT’s new PODCASTER! they’re pretty OPTIMISTIC on nullivi, but you should watch out for their RECKLESSNESS just in case ! anyway — if you wanna check them out, i heard they’re staying at the YELLOW HALL. oops ! you didn’t hear that one from me ! ༊*·˚

-- #BASICS !! STATS . ANOMALY . BIOGRAPHY !!

he literally only is here for a fun time (not a long one!)

grew up an orphan in venice, italy: lost his parents in an accident - he isn't really sure ?! he was way too young to remember, and if that's what the people from the orphanage told him, that's what he'll believe !!

speaking of, that orphanage was BUTT CHEEKS!

. . . it was also haunted. . .

the second people there figured out that he was an anomaly, they moved his room to the attic, where luo was destined to spend most of his time.

he would essentially stay in there all day, and only be allowed down once everyone was asleep (which meant that he would have teachers who taught him at night)

so luo made friends with the ghosts of the orphanage.

he could already see them and hear them anyways, so! it's not like he had a choice!

while his stay at the orphanage was designed for him to have the worst time possible, these years were the happiest years of his life

(it's also kiiiiinda all he has)

more info on his stay can be found on his bio page (though it's still under co!!!!)

his uncle is the one who was able to legally adopt him and bring him to seoul, south korea.

his uncle owns an antique shop where luo works during the weekend. it also doubles as a shop for anomalies (it's hidden in the basement).

luo loves and would die for his uncle. they have the best relationship!!!!!!!!! he is happy :)

because of his upbringing, he can be very: naive, gullible, sooo eager to please. like you could tell him that you like that one snack only available at the other side of the city during a very specific time frame of the day.

and he would show up the next day with it for you.

"did you seriously go all the way there just for a snack?!"

"oh, it was nothing!" (it took him three hours, he got lost twice.)

because of his upbringing, he can be very: blunt, honest to a fault, terrible at picking up social cues. he doesn't do it to be mean, if anything, he will say it how it is with a big smile and such cheerful energy, it often confuses a lot of people

he isn't particularly liked by the common crowd. labeled as the weird kid his whole life, he finds that it's a status that seems to follow him everywhere.

his main friend right now is @seriphic , though he has been recently introduced to @ofmays and @huitians.

he already met tian beforehand, but that's a story for another day. maybe he's crushing a little.

he wants more friends so PLZZZZZZZZ plzpzlpzlpzlzplzpzlplz hit me up

curious by nature, it's only fair that he is a PODCASTER!!! for the curious currents, which actually does redeem his reputation a little bit...!!

until he starts talking about ghosts. he loses everyone, then.

his main hobbies include ghost hunting and tarot reading.

he does both for free, so if you're in need of his service, you know where to find him!!

he also has a youtube channel where he posts his ghost hunting vlogs.

speaking of ghosts, here is a full summary of his anomaly !!

he doesn't really talk about his ghost stuff, but he isn't ashamed of it either. based on his upbringing, he simply learned that this isn't a normal topic of conversation. to have

i think i'm gonna shut up before i write more...!! his plot page is still under construction, but please don't hesitate to reach out to me until i post it! like this post and i'll reach out... ^_^b please also take my discord because plotting on tumblr is soooo buttcheeks....

[fiachrastudios]

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Finally getting around to this! Thank you so much for tagging me @vspin!

I know it's been a while since this originally went around, so anyone who hasn't been tagged yet feel free to do this! (and @tavsboots, whenever you get back from hiatus!)

B A S I C S

Full name: Aelar Melianme

Gender: Trans masc

Sexuality: Gay and gray ace

Pronouns: Hi/him

O T H E R

Family: hasn’t spoken with them in a century and a half

Birthplace: Menzoberranzan

Job: Bartender

Phobias: loss of control, claustrophobia

Guilty pleasures: This one is really tough, because I think he's both a pretty open person and also has never really had a group of people he wants to "fit in" as which I think would prevent him from having a true guilty pleasure. But if you mean just something that is considered a "guilty pleasure" by our standards, then he's definitely someone I could see enjoying forms of entertainment that are considered "lowbrow" or "crass". Not books - he's not much of a reader - but like, plays with fart and sex jokes in them kind of thing.

Hobbies: It's not exactly a hobby but I definitely see him as being really handy? Like, he would probably have enjoyed being a carpenter if he had ever been apprenticed as one, but he never did, but he likes fixing up furniture and that sort of thing.

M O R A L S

Alignment: Chaotic good

Sins: overly optimistic, in denial of own past, afraid of commitment

Virtues: Patience, empathy

T H I S  O R  T H A T

Introvert / Ambivert / Extrovert 

Organized / Disorganized 

Close-minded / Open-minded 

Calm / Anxious / Restless 

Disagreeable / Agreeable / In between 

Cautious / Reckless / In between 

Patient / Impatient / In between 

Outspoken / Reserved / In between 

Leader / Follower / Flexible 

Empathetic / Unempathetic / In between 

Optimist / Pessimist / Realist 

Traditional / Modern / In between 

Hard-working / Lazy

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

OTP: Astarion

Acceptable Ships: honestly just gonna leave this and the next one blank because like… I ended up justifying so much of his character in-game to justify romancing Astarion that I just don’t think that they can apply in this case. 

OT3: see above.

Brotp: Wyll & Karlach

Notp: HALSIN. Also just any woman I guess because he’s gay lol.

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