#punk monster baby

[wittylittle]

From my sideblog @wittyrainbows

[raiiny-bay]

Love, Dhes

Parker,

It's unfair how time with you feels so short. How the last 10 years have felt like no time at all. I like to think there are other versions of us out there, somewhere. Maybe in another timeline, another universe. I like to think we find each other no matter where we are or what we're doing. That we're together and happy and I get to love you in a dozen different lifetimes. That's what I hope, anyway. And I hope when this lifetime ends, we get to start over and do it all again. Because once just isn't enough. Not for me. Not with you.

I hope the next 10 years pass slower.

Love, Dhes

[toxooz]

another Ollie outfit tinker and also trying to get da shirts to comfortably fit around his big ass body

[tmekpr]

Made patches of some bands i used to love to see when i was in the bay area.

[asktherdmcrew03]

(Host) Teddy: *Breaks into their house* Hello contestants-

(I hope you don’t mind me roleplaying as my AU) :p

(Hobo): uh..hello?

(Calypso): *Holds Hab close*

(Hilda): I'm sorry.. Contestants?! What hell are we in this time

(Punk): *Whimpers a little* H-hi haha...

(Bear): Ooo contestans you say~ I'm in!! Love your look by the way :3

(Hab): *Slightly scared*

(And it's absolutely ok I was expecting some roleplaying anyway)-Serenity

[prismstonearchives]

エターナルパンクゴールド - Eternal Punk Gold Coord

[thisaintascenereviews]

Falling In Reverse - Popular Monster

You clicked on this review thinking you’d get a blasphemous review of the new Falling In Reverse album, huh? I hate to say “gotcha,” but I’m gonna be real here — there’s not much to say about Popular Monster. It’s bad, don’t get me wrong, but it’s nothing of an album. It’s the type of bad you think it’ll be, whether it’s Ronnie Radke sounding whinier than he ever has, his white guy rapping being utterly awful, his lyrics basically amounting to “you can’t say that anymore” for 40 minutes, or how bland and uninspired the instrumentation sounds, but what fun is tearing that apart limb from limb? Maybe a decade ago, when I was younger and it was more fun to hate things, but now that I’m older, where’s the fun in it?

You and I both know this album sucks, let alone which ways it’ll suck, so why bother with it? I’m all for talking shit about bad music, especially when it deserves it, but this is just boring. There’s nothing I can’t say that a lot of other people already have, so let’s talk about something better instead. For every Falling In Reverse, there are two way better bands and artists that deserve your time and attention. Instead of talking about this piece of shit album, I wanted to subvert expectations and talk about a few albums I found recently that are way better, specifically three. I’ll be writing full reviews of these albums, but for the time being, I wanted to highlight a few recently released debut albums from unknown / underground artists that are way better than this pile of trash.

First up is the debut album from Grace Bowers & The Hodge Podge, entitled Wine On Venus. This record is from 18-year-old guitarist and songwriter Grace Bowers. A guitar prodigy who just played at the Grand Ole Opry in Nashville, this record is also produced by one of the guys from the band Brothers Osborne, but its sound is rooted in 60s and 70s blues-rock, soul, funk, and hard-rock. It’s a solid ride across a literal hodge podge of styles, and she rides that wave well. She doesn’t provide vocals, only guitar, but at the same time, the vocalist is utterly killer. This album isn’t anything unique, per se, but from a young guitar player that’s only getting started? This is pretty absolutely impressive and worth a listen if you love any kind of classic rock.

Next up is the debut album from rock / post-hardcore band Nova Charisma, entitled Metropolitan. This duo is made up of the vocalist of Hail The Sun and one of the key members and songwriters of Eidola and Royal Coda, and they’ve been relatively quiet since 2020, but they’re back with an unexpectedly great debut album. This record is a lot catchier and more melodic than either project(s) from these guys, which is a welcomed change, because I’m sick of a lot of “Swancore” these days, where it all just sounds the same, but this album is unique enough to really stick out. They have elements of post-hardcore, progressive-rock, pop-rock, alternative-rock, and even some funkier bass work that wouldn’t sound out of place in the 1970s. There’s something on each song to really capture your attention, but this is a great debut that took a few too many years to make.

Finally, I wanted to highlight an album that I found a few weeks back, but I’ve been waiting to really sink my teeth into it. That’s the debut album from Chicago rock / new wave / post-punk band Brigette Calls Me Baby, entitled The Future Is Our Way Out. Like with the other two albums, I plan on reviewing these in more depth, but this album randomly came across my radar a couple weeks back, and I was absolutely blown away. These guys take 1950s rockabilly and mix it with 1980s new wave and post-punk, as well as a dash of modern indie-rock. This is one of the most unique albums I’ve heard in a long time, but it sounds so seamless. It’s got such a timeless feel to it, but it sounds huge, melodramatic, and larger than life. Their vocalist, who is a big part of why this thing works so well, has a voice that sounds like it came out of the 1950s, but he sounds like Elvis and Morrissey at the same time. This record is one of a handful I find every year that just blows me away, and this is no exception.

[greenbileba5tard]

The monster energy didn’t wake me up,, but it sure as hell kept me awake,, fighting for my life in the bathroom

[birger000]

Random late night doodles

[teethburger]

(walks into claire’s in a black leather jacket, thick eyeliner, black nail polish and holding a monster energy drink the size of my head) hi yes I would like to feel all the squishmallows you have in stock and stare at the Barbie merch for a bit and then leave without buying anything

[bitter69uk]

It’s Christmaaaaaaas! I hope everyone’s day is Divine. Speaking of which: what a wasted opportunity that Divine never recorded a ferocious amyl nitrate-fueled hi-NRG Christmas album in his lifetime! The closest suggestion to what THAT might have sounded like is John Candy impersonating Divine singing “Santa Bring My Baby Back to Me” on an old episode of SCTV. Ah, what might have been!

Merry Christmas! 🎄🐟🔫 by Bruce Lennon

[shady-elf]

Get spooky

Be gay

Do crime

Go to work

Suppress the *RAGE*

Drink Monster

I FEEL ALIVE

YES

YES!

YEesss... eh, nevermind. Monster wore off

I'm soft sleepy emo girl, me cute, me happy.

Clock out, go home

Another Monster

I'M BACK BABY!!!

Best Halloween in YEARS!!! WOOOOO!!!!!

[holylulusworld]

Breathlessness

Summary: Will your dream come true?

Summary: CEO!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Kink: Boss kink

Warnings: angst, Bucky being an awful boss (mentioned), enemies to lovers, tension, secret crush, hurt reader, drinking, flirting, making -out, a lil roughness, implied smut

Catch up here: Breathless & Take my breath away

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2024

“Doll, I think we should talk about a few things after we finished the hot dog…”

You wring your hands and look your boss in the eyes. “Now that I finished my hot dog, what did you want to talk about?” Nervously chewing on your lower lip, you try to tame your racing heart. Does he feel the pull you feel toward him too?

“The reason for this business trip was not the deal with Barton,” he explains. “My new partner needs an assistant for our branch in town. He asked me for a reliable assistant, and I suggested you.”

You blink a few times. “What? I…are you firing me?” You can’t believe after working hard for him for years that Bucky will fire you. “I don’t understand. Why would you do this to me?"

“No,” he shakes his head. “We didn’t get along well over the years. You’re a good assistant, but the chemistry is just wrong. You make me a bad person and a bad boss.”

Bucky destroys all of your hopes. It’s not his fault, though. He doesn’t know about your little daydreams or that the last days were special to you. It felt like there was more between the two of you than your job.

“Wow,” you sniffle. “That’s a first. No one ever told me that I make them a bad person.” You huff. “You know what? Fuck you! I quit and will take the job offer I got weeks ago! I hope you drown in your paperwork and shit.”

“Y/N, I made sure you’ll get a good job and better payment. Steve is a good man, a good boss too.” He tries to stop you and grabs your wrist. “Wait!”

“I swear,” you curl your upper lip and glare at him, “if you do not let go of my wrist, I’ll scream, and everyone will believe you’re a monster trying to hurt me.”

Bucky drops his hand from your wrist and steps back. “I didn’t want to hurt you. It’s just that we don’t work together well, and I tried to find a good job for you. It’s me, not you.”

“I call bullshit,” you scoff. “It’s me, not you,” you mimic. “Who says this anyway? You found a replacement in one of your one-nighters, and now you want to get rid of me.”

He cocks a brow at your outburst. Bucky believed that you'd be all over the moon hearing he found a better position for you and to get away from him.

“I’ll use the company card for the remaining days and fly back first class. The moment we land, we are done, Mr. Barnes. You will regret replacing me with your brainless Barbie dolls,” you snap at him before turning on your heels.

Bucky watches you storm off. He feels like you slapped him across the face. Your boss planned this surprise to make you happy, but now you’re angry and hurt.

“Another one,” you call for the bartender at the bar at your hotel. “My boss pays. Let’s make it hurt.” You huff, remembering all the things he said to you.

“A pretty lady like you shouldn’t drink alone,” one of the other guests moves closer, claiming one of the free seats next to you. He’s not bad to look at with his golden hair reaching his shoulders, his baby blue eyes, and a thick, but well-trimmed beard. “What are you doing here all alone?”

“Drinking,” you shrug. “I must fly back tomorrow, and then I’ll be unemployed and need to face my boss, who told me that I’m making him a bad person and an even worse boss.” You sniffle before downing the next drink.

“He’s a fool, if you ask me,” the stranger flashes you a stunning smile. “If you were working for me, I’d never let you go.”

“Good thing she’s not working for you, punk.” Bucky places his gloved hand on the man’s shoulder, squeezing hard. The man winces but tries not to show his pain. “If you’d excuse us now. I should have a serious conversation with my assistant.”

“Get fucked,” you growl and grab the next drink to throw it in Bucky’s face. “Remember, you wanted to sell me off to your buddy. I’m not your fucking assistant any longer.”

You hop off the bar stool and peck the stranger’s cheek. “Thanks for the nice chat. If not for my bad mood, I would ride the life out of you.”

Damn, you’ve never been so bold and forward before. But you must admit, you’re a little proud of yourself because Bucky’s jaw drops at your words.

“Anytime, pretty lady,” the stranger smirks. “Anytime…” He hands you his card before rising from his seat. He’s taller than Bucky and bulkier up close. “If you need a job, you can give me a call, too.”

You wink at him before running off, giggling like a schoolgirl because you feel giddy and scared at the same time because you just flirted with another man in front of your boss.

You’re dancing in your room, wearing nothing but the short nightie you bought in the hope of showing it to your boss.

After you entered your hotel room, you looked the stranger up on the internet. He’s an important man in the business world. Thor Odinson, CEO of Asgard Inc.

“If James Bastard Buchanan doesn’t appreciate me and my hard work,” you hiccup, “I’ll work for Mr. Big Blonde Hottie.”

Shaking your ass, you try to dance the day off. Not hours ago, you believed Bucky asked you to join him on the business trip to admit his feelings or make passionate love to you. Not to tell you that you bring out the worst in him.

The music suddenly stops. “What the fuck!”

“People are complaining about the fuss you make!” Bucky raises his voice. He looks you up and down before storming toward you to slam you into the wall behind you.

“HEY! Let go of me!” You wiggle in his iron grip. “Barnes! LET ME GO!”

“Only if you stop acting like a brat! I got a call. They told me that my guest was keeping everyone else awake." He’s in your face, breathing hard.

“I got every right to be angry and dance it off! My boss is an asshole.” You scoff as he looks hurt. “You could’ve at least let me fuck that hot beefy dude. I bet he got a big dick too.”

Bucky cocks a brow. “Do you honestly believe I’ll let my best assistant work for that punk? He wears out assistant after assistant. Odinson only uses women.”

That makes you snort. “As if you ever had a relationship lasting longer than a few weeks. You’re all the same. Fuck. Kick them out. Repeat. That’s what you all do. If you at least do a woman.”

You pout and look away.

“Oh…” Bucky hums. “You wanted me to do you?” He leans impossibly closer, forcing you to feel the heat coming out of his body and smell his cologne. “What do you think will happen if I get between those legs?”

“What—I,” you splutter, unsure how to answer.

“I’ll hurt you,” he dips his head to brush his nose along your neck. “I told you; you bring the bad guy out in me. If you let me have you, I’ll break you.”

You whimper at his promise. All you can do is press your legs together to ease the pulsing in your clit. He’s the personalized devil hiding behind blue eyes. How can he break your heart and come here, offering to give you what you’re craving?

“Do you want me to break you?” His teeth sink into your neck, making you cry out. “Please tell me you want me to break you. I can’t hold back much longer.”

Bucky doesn’t wait for an answer. He hoists you up and forces your legs around his waistline. Your boss grinds into you, making you keen as you can feel his erection against your bare cunt.

“I’ll break you,” he warns again, panting against you. “Don’t blame me if you end up with a broken heart.” His lips crash against yours to silence any protest. Bucky waited too long to let you slip through your fingers. His last resort was to let you go, but seeing you with Thor made him lose all control. “You’re mine.”

Breathless, you nod against his lips. You don’t fight him when you end up on the bed, nor when he rips your nightie off your body.

Tonight, you will give in to your needs and fulfill your deepest desires...

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[asktherdmcrew03]

hello please read before interacting with anyone!

Hello welcome to an unofficial blog I made for RDM(Ringtone deathmatch) because why the hell not.. anyway even though this show is made for mature audiences NO 18+ gore and others will be mentioned..(I mean we literally have a witch in..uh...yeaaa)

This is a (possibly) au or my point of view of these characters

I hope you guys enjoy this blog!!

Characters:

Death/Evil host/Host: A slightly evil skeleton man who hosted the show.. pronouns: He/Him/They

Hobo monster: A fluffy monster guy who isn't bright at times.. pronouns: He/him

Hilda the witch: A extremely rude ass shaking witch who literally wants every men to fall in love with her.. Pronouns: She/her

Punk Porcupine: Always wanted his father's love..but he felt like a failure..a bit sassy at times but also insecure about himself.. Pronouns: He/Him

Psycho Teddy/Psycho bear: a teddy who is extremely violent at times..just don't get on their bad side or..just don't approach them in general..loves attention so much..Just wants to be loved.. pronouns: They/Them/He/Him

Hab/Half a baby: A young child who was abandoned by his family..he may be young but he's smart..he can hop his way over since he only has one arm and leg.. don't get fooled by this cute little guy.. pronouns: He/Him

Here's a picture of them(not mine):

(A Colored picture of Hilda)

(OWNER OF BLOG @serentiydraw5678)

[wlntrsldler]

poisoned mercury | pink skies

a/n: bf!luke, who else cheered?; suggests that five star and luke spent the night but nothing explicit! i decided not to let the angst monster touch them. they're my babies!!!! five star and luke get behind me!!!

viii. pink skies by lany

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there were many things about luke castellan that surprised you. one being that he wore glasses, or at least is supposed to wear glasses. he refused to wear them, against the sound medical advice of his optometrist and his mom’s insistence. his first adult responsibility was buying his own contacts because his mom refused to set up the appointments for him out of spite. he only wore his glasses when he was around the boys and poisoned mercury’s management team, but never out in public, and definitely never on stage. 

two, he loved jazz music. only a handful of people knew this about him and half of those who do, don’t believe him. he supposed it was hard for people to believe that a pop punk lead singer would have an appreciation for jazz music, but luke loved it. jazz always sounded romantic and sensual and there was something calming about it. he listened to jazz before each show. he’ll never admit this unless you twist his arm, but he wept like a goddamn baby when he first watched la la land. 

third, he was a polyglot, which he says is a little ironic because according to his mom, he spoke his first words in english significantly later than his peers, but he picked up on other languages quickly. he first found out about his talent in high school when he started hanging out at the rodriguez household and chris’ mom and sisters started saying phrases to him in spanish. he started taking spanish classes in high school and kept teaching himself when he dropped out. so far he can speak spanish, italian, and a bit of french. he attempted to learn greek, but it never clicked for him. he knew how to read it but his pronunciation was atrocious. he promised he’d try again sometime soon, but who knows if that’ll happen.

fourth, his idea of pillow talk was the two of you asking random questions to each other to get to know each other better, which is how you learned all these things about him. after one thing led to another last night, you fell asleep to the sound of luke’s voice against your ear. it wasn’t even that late; the group hadn’t come back from their trip to get food after they left the party, but you and luke were sleepy as you lay in the tangled sheets of your bed, at peace. 

you learned that he was ticklish on the side of his ribs and that he planned to get a tattoo there but when the artist tried to put the stencil on his skin, he giggled and moved around so much that the artist warned him about his placement. he didn’t end up getting the tattoo there, but instead got it a little lower on his torso. luke had six tattoos, making him the one in the band with the least amount. the stolls were tattoo fiends and made it their mission to get a small tattoo from each place they visited on tour. luke’s personal favorite was the single line on the side of their index finger. it was a messily done stick-n-poke after one too many drinks in new jersey. 

when he was younger, he used to climb on the roof of his house in connecticut. his parents warned him that he was going to hurt himself one day, but he, being the rascal that he was, never listened. until one day, after a light rain, he’d gone up there and slipped on the shingles and fell face-first against the roof. he scratched his face pretty badly, hence the scar on his face now. he told people that he got the scar from a bar fight because it sounded cooler. one day his childhood pictures will be posted on some website and his cover story won’t be as believable anymore, but that’s a bridge he’ll cross when he gets there. 

it was weird to fall asleep next to someone. you hadn’t found yourself in this position in a long time, longer than you’d care to admit. when you hooked up with people in college, you purposefully made up some excuse about why they had to leave before sun up. “my roommate will be back soon.” “i have a huge test tomorrow morning.” “my friend just called and said she needed my help so i gotta go.” but with luke, you didn’t feel the need to make up an excuse to kick him out. you didn’t want him to go. 

he asked the silent question as he was putting his clothes back on, hesitantly approaching your bedroom door to exit. he didn’t know if he was overstaying his welcome. he didn’t want to rush you when it came to things like this. so when he’d asked where his other shoe went, not caring about where it landed in the heat of the moment, you shrugged your shoulders and said, “dunno. we’ll figure it out in the morning, come back to bed.” 

you didn’t need to tell him twice. 

luke woke up before you did. you were lying on his chest, face pressed into the crook of his neck. your breaths made his skin tingle. he twirled the ends of your hair around his fingers, taking in the view of you next to him. he could get used to waking up like this every morning, he thought. he couldn’t imagine a better way to start his day. 

you stirred, craning your head to face him as your eyes fluttered open, a subdued smile on your face, “g’mornin.” 

“g’mornin’, five star,” he replied, lips immediately leaning over to press against yours. he frowned when you pulled back, shaking your head, “let me kiss you.” 

“i have morning breath,” you cringed, moving your arm from under you to caress the nape of his neck. you placed a kiss on the corner of his lips, making him groan. 

“i don’t care,” he pouted, nudging your nose with his own. you rolled your eyes but let him kiss you. the kiss was lazy and languid, lips moving gracefully against each other. it was sweet and slow like you were both trying to soak in this feeling with each other. you broke the kiss when you broke out into a smile, suddenly feeling shy. 

“it’s noon,” you said, glancing at your clock behind luke. “we need to get up soon.” 

“five more minutes,” he placed a string of kisses on your shoulder blade, grinning at the red marks he left on your skin from last night. “let’s stay here a little longer.” 

you had a feeling here meant something more than just the comfort of your bed. here was the bubble you both allowed yourself to stay in for the last twelve hours, a little universe that was just for the two of you. it was different kissing luke in the darkness of the night. you could blame it on the secrecy of it all, shadows hiding your feelings for him, no expectations or weight of the dreaded conversation, but in the morning light, you felt vulnerable. you knew the mature thing to do was to ask him about what last night meant. was it just a one-time thing? would things change between the two of you now that the chase was over? you didn’t know. 

little did you know, luke was thinking the same things as you. he would prolong this safe haven for as long as he could in case he would never get to experience it again. luke tightened his grip around your waist, breathing in the scent of your shampoo as he kissed your forehead. he couldn’t stop himself. he got a taste of what it was like to be with you and now, he couldn’t get enough. he’d find any excuse to have his lips on you. he grinned at you as he pulled away, “you snore, you know that?” 

you buried your face in your pillow, embarrassed, “stop it.” 

he laughed, “it’s cute, five star! i don’t mind it.” 

“are you sure?” you asked, scrunching your face up in disgust, “i can’t in good conscience let you sleep over again if you don’t even get any sleep because i snore.” 

“consider your conscience cleared because i really don’t mind,” luke pressed his lips against yours again. gods, he couldn’t get enough of you. “this makes up for it.” 

“ew,” you shoved him playfully, sitting up to start getting ready for the day. luke remained flat on his back on your bed, “you’re so fucking corny.”

he propped his head up on his extended elbow, a smirk on his face. the rays of sunlight that peeked through your blinds illuminated his toned chest. faint scratches and pink marks contrasted his tanned skin. “guilty.” 

you got up from bed, digging out a clean sweater from your closet. you wandered around your room, organizing things as you went on. luke watched you from your bed, eyes following your every move. his white shirt was peeking out from under the sweater. your sleep shorts showed off your toned legs perfectly. your hair was a mess, braids undone, but you still looked gorgeous. he blinked as your eyes darted to him, “you look beautiful.” 

you rolled your eyes, narrowing your eyes at him, “you can’t even see me properly. you don’t have your contacts in.” 

he’d taken them off before he fell asleep. he hated sleeping with contacts in. he’d snuck out in the middle of the night to grab his glasses from his nightstand before slipping back into bed with you. he was thankful you were a pretty heavy sleeper because he didn’t want you to think he was sneaking out to leave you by yourself after last night. when luke returned to his side of the bed, you rolled over and cuddled into him in your sleep, like you’d been waiting for him to return. 

luke reached over to retrieve his glasses from your bedside table and placed them on his face. he pushed them up on the bridge of his nose and shrugged, “still beautiful.” 

you walked over to him, sitting on his lap with your thighs caging him in. you held his face in your hands, admiring how he looked with the frames on his face. luke’s hands made their way to your waist, steadying you. you smiled, “i like how you look with your glasses.” 

a lopsided smile appeared on his face, boyish and charming. “yeah?” 

“mhm,” you hummed, “you look like a nerd. s’cute.” 

“pfft,” he scoffed, poking your side, “i’m not a nerd. i’m a rockstar.” 

“shut the fuck up,” there was no venom in your voice, despite your words. you couldn’t muster any resemblance of annoyance when he was looking at you all doe-eyed and pouty-lipped. you moved from on top of him, crawling over to your empty spot, “luke?” 

he turned to you, “five star?” 

“what are we doing?” 

“we’re spending the day in bed,” he replied, ignoring the sinking feeling in his stomach. he knew that the conversation was coming in soon. he was scared of what you’d say next. 

your smile vanished as your shoulders hunched over, “you know what i mean.” 

luke rubbed his jaw, “you tell me.” 

luke didn’t know what he should say. he didn’t want to say that last night meant nothing to him because he’d be lying if he said that and he didn’t want to lie to you, but he also didn’t want to scare you off by telling you how he really felt. it felt like a situation he couldn’t win. his pessimism was hounding him. he didn’t want to mess this up before it had the chance to start. 

“are we just fucking around? is this casual because i–” 

at first he thought he could handle it. he’ll let you take the lead, he’ll follow you. whatever you wanted, he’s game for it, even if it meant that he got hurt along the way. but then the word casual left your lips and it felt like he was slapped across the face. he thought he could handle it if you wanted you guys to be casual or friends who kiss sometimes or friends who occasionally do more than kissing sometimes, but actually hearing you use those words made him tense.

“please don’t ever use those words about us again,” luke breathed out, tongue poking the inside of his cheek. “i don’t know if you’ve noticed five star, but there’s nothing casual about how i feel about you.”

“i think we need to start talking to each other more,” you pondered. “because there’s nothing casual about how i feel about you either.” 

“throw a guy a bone sometimes. you’ve tormented me for two months. how was i supposed to know that?” he teased.

you cocked an eyebrow, “but yet you like me so really what does it say about you?” 

just like that, the indecision faded. it was back to just you and luke. the same way you’d always teased each other and pushed each other’s buttons. you’d both been stressed about what the other was thinking when you should’ve just talked to each other. perhaps all the poets and the writers in the world were onto something when they said that communication is key because you two wasted so much time running away from what this could be. it was funny really, how the two of you were both keeping these things to yourself, too scared of how you felt for each other to make a move. how much sooner could this have happened if you told him how you felt the minute you realized it? would he have kissed you a month ago? would you have been waking up with him beside you on your bed for weeks? who knows? 

“it says more about you, to be honest,” he said, “you’re irresistible. even when you’re mean to me, i adore you.” 

“you’re such a flirt, castellan.” 

“i need to up my game,” luke chuckled, “yeah, i got the girl but now i gotta work to keep you.” 

you placed a hand on your chin, pretending to think, “i don’t recall being asked to be anyone’s girl.” 

“you’re breaking my heart, five star,” he sighed dramatically, clutching his chest. he dropped his body weight on yours, making you squeal and attempt to push him off. he laughed at your efforts. “be my girl?” 

“on one condition.”

“anything.” 

“let me hear the song.” 

luke let out a full belly laugh, rolling over on the bed. he shook his head, biting his bottom lip. there was never a moment where he wasn’t on his toes when he was with you. he didn’t expect you to say that. you really were stubborn when it came to things you put your mind to. that fucking song. “no, i told you it’s not ready!” 

you stuck your tongue out at him, “then no.” 

luke’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as a goofy grin appeared on his face. he pulled you on his lap again, back pressed against his chest. he moved your hair to one side, kissing down the other side of your neck in soft, quick motions. he mumbled into your skin, “fine, but i’m following you around like a lost puppy. i’m yours.” 

you sighed dreamily, reaching over to place a hand on his arm. you couldn’t help but make fun of him despite the butterflies in your stomach, “simp.” 

you felt him nod against your body, “that’s me.” 

“we really need to get out of bed.” 

“five more minutes?” 

it had been at least fifteen since he last asked for more time, but you couldn’t bring yourself to deny him. you gave in and got back under your covers with him. you let him be the small spoon this time, your arms wrapped around his toned back, smiling at the soft sighs that left his lips when you ran your fingers down his spine. he kissed your collarbones, face relaxing as sleep overtook him again. 

you watched him fall asleep and reached for your phone, trying not to disturb his rest. you snapped a quick picture of him, smiling as you admired his features. you were falling for luke castellan.

[riverashifts]

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⌗ R1V3RASHIFTS : welcome to my (very) long dr list! don't be afraid, it doesn't bite... just letting you know i most definitely won't post about each and every one of these as some of these are more personal (or embarrassing..) than others. if you have questions about any, feel free to send an ask whenever!

꒰ྀི　K-POP　꒱ྀི　realities  𐙚

⁰⁰¹ 𓈒 enhypen eighth member

⁰⁰² 𓈒 enhypen seventh member

⁰⁰³ 𓈒 enhypen twelfth member

⁰⁰⁴ 𓈒 enhypen eighth member (poly)

⁰⁰⁵ 𓈒 enhypen eighth member (gg)

⁰⁰⁶ 𓈒 stray kids eighth member

⁰⁰⁷ 𓈒 æspa fifth member

⁰⁰⁸ 𓈒 newjeans sixth member

⁰⁰⁹ 𓈒 (g)i-dle seventh member

⁰¹⁰ 𓈒 itzy sixth member

⁰¹¹ 𓈒 le sserafim sixth member

⁰¹² 𓈒 3racha fourth member

⁰¹³ 𓈒 tomorrow x together fifth member

⁰¹⁴ 𓈒 xdinary heroes seventh member

꒰ྀི　OWN GRP　꒱ྀི　realities  𐙚

⁰⁰¹ 𓈒 bratz!

⁰⁰² 𓈒 monster high

⁰⁰³ 𓈒 idol stars (unnamed grp)

⁰⁰⁴ 𓈒 v.e.x

⁰⁰⁵ 𓈒 by the stars (bts) (vers. 1)

⁰⁰⁶ 𓈒 by the stars (bts) (vers. 2)

⁰⁰⁷ 𓈒 eclipse

⁰⁰⁸ 𓈒 atlantis

⁰⁰⁹ 𓈒 celeste

⁰¹⁰ 𓈒 loveloop

⁰¹¹ 𓈒 lovex

⁰¹² 𓈒 honey

⁰¹³ 𓈒 mydol / miraculous x idols

⁰¹⁴ 𓈒 marvel x idols (unnamed grp)

⁰¹⁵ 𓈒 (unnamed nct type grp)

⁰¹⁶ 𓈒 moxie / a2k

⁰¹⁷ 𓈒 girls planet 999 (unnamed grp)

⁰¹⁸ 𓈒 produce series (unnamed grp)

⁰¹⁹ 𓈒 yin&yang

⁰²⁰ 𓈒 punk punk

⁰²¹ 𓈒 retrograde

꒰ྀི　K-POP SOLOIST　꒱ྀི　realities  𐙚

⁰⁰¹ 𓈒 holly

⁰⁰² 𓈒 king

⁰⁰³ 𓈒 nabi

⁰⁰⁴ 𓈒 star

⁰⁰⁵ 𓈒 quae

꒰ྀི　MIRACULOUS　꒱ྀི　realities  𐙚

⁰⁰¹ 𓈒 nagara

⁰⁰² 𓈒 vespera

⁰⁰³ 𓈒 miraculous academy

⁰⁰⁴ 𓈒 mydol / miraculous x idols

⁰⁰⁵ 𓈒 miraculous (feat. idols)

⁰⁰⁶ 𓈒 miraculous x marvel

꒰ྀི　HOGWARTS　꒱ྀི　realities  𐙚

⁰⁰¹ 𓈒 golden trio ('80 liner)

⁰⁰² 𓈒 golden trio ('76 liner)

⁰⁰³ 𓈒 golden trio / slytherin boys

⁰⁰⁴ 𓈒 golden trio — chosen one

⁰⁰⁵ 𓈒 modern golden trio

⁰⁰⁶ 𓈒 hogwarts (feat. idols)

⁰⁰⁷ 𓈒 beauxbatons student

⁰⁰⁸ 𓈒 canadian school student

꒰ྀི　MOVIE / SERIES　꒱ྀི　realities  𐙚

⁰⁰¹ 𓈒 general marvel

⁰⁰² 𓈒 miraculous x marvel

⁰⁰³ 𓈒 marvel (feat. idols)

⁰⁰⁴ 𓈒 black widow

⁰⁰⁵ 𓈒 agatha all along

⁰⁰⁶ 𓈒 business proposal

⁰⁰⁷ 𓈒 descendants — enchantress

⁰⁰⁸ 𓈒 descendants — queen of hearts

⁰⁰⁹ 𓈒 descendants — mad hatter

⁰¹⁰ 𓈒 pokémon

⁰¹¹ 𓈒 outerbanks — pogue

⁰¹² 𓈒 outerbanks — kook

⁰¹³ 𓈒 outerbanks — kook-pogue

⁰¹⁴ 𓈒 the fosters

⁰¹⁵ 𓈒 ever after high

⁰¹⁶ 𓈒 criminal minds — spencer

⁰¹⁷ 𓈒 criminal minds — jemily

⁰¹⁸ 𓈒 enhypen next door

⁰¹⁹ 𓈒 h2o

⁰²⁰ 𓈒 k-12

⁰²¹ 𓈒 hometown cha cha cha

⁰²² 𓈒 narnia

⁰²³ 𓈒 spirited

⁰²⁴ 𓈒 how to train your dragon

⁰²⁵ 𓈒 part time idol

⁰²⁶ 𓈒 princess diaries

⁰²⁷ 𓈒 the princess switch

⁰²⁸ 𓈒 princess & the pop star (princess)

⁰²⁹ 𓈒 princess & the pop star (pop star)

⁰³⁰ 𓈒 the school of good and evil

⁰³¹ 𓈒 percy jackson

⁰³² 𓈒 percy jackson (feat. idols)

⁰³³ 𓈒 the thundermans

⁰³⁴ 𓈒 wizards of waverly place

⁰³⁵ 𓈒 sky high

⁰³⁶ 𓈒 squid game

⁰³⁷ 𓈒 to all the boys i've loved before

⁰³⁸ 𓈒 wednesday

⁰³⁹ 𓈒 twinkling watermelon

⁰⁴⁰ 𓈒 starstruck

⁰⁴¹ 𓈒 lemonade mouth

⁰⁴² 𓈒 shameless

⁰⁴³ 𓈒 yellowjackets

꒰ྀི　BOOK / FANFIC　꒱ྀི　realities  𐙚

⁰⁰¹ 𓈒 renegades (marissa meyer)

⁰⁰² 𓈒 renegades (feat. idols)

⁰⁰³ 𓈒 the lunar chronicles (marissa meyer)

⁰⁰⁴ 𓈒 heartless (marissa meyer)

⁰⁰⁵ 𓈒 you don't have a shot (racquel marie)

⁰⁰⁶ 𓈒 the folk of the air (holly black)

⁰⁰⁷ 𓈒 shatter me (tahereh mafi)

⁰⁰⁸ 𓈒 chanwitch (fic)

⁰⁰⁹ 𓈒 say please (fic)

⁰¹⁰ 𓈒 hideout (fic)

⁰¹¹ 𓈒 the tale of geoji & jinsil (fic)

⁰¹² 𓈒 dollhouse (fic)

꒰ྀི　FAME　꒱ྀི　realities  𐙚

⁰⁰¹ 𓈒 actress & singer

⁰⁰² 𓈒 actress (louis partridge)

⁰⁰³ 𓈒 actress (mikey madison)

⁰⁰⁴ 𓈒 model & actress

⁰⁰⁵ 𓈒 rapper

⁰⁰⁶ 𓈒 actress (fics to movie)

⁰⁰⁷ 𓈒 katseye sixth member

⁰⁰⁸ 𓈒 k-drama actress

⁰⁰⁹ 𓈒 nepo baby (taylor swift)

⁰¹⁰ 𓈒 nepo baby (gracie abrams)

⁰¹¹ 𓈒 1950s actress

⁰¹² 𓈒 band (unnamed atm)

⁰¹³ 𓈒 bake off competition show

⁰¹⁴ 𓈒 lifestyle reality show

⁰¹⁵ 𓈒 minecraft youtuber

⁰¹⁶ 𓈒 learn/travel/vlog

⁰¹⁷ 𓈒 author

⁰¹⁸ 𓈒 sugar baby / singer

⁰¹⁹ 𓈒 boysworld

꒰ྀི　MISC.　꒱ྀི　realities  𐙚

⁰⁰¹ 𓈒 idol school

⁰⁰² 𓈒 ideal fan / better cr

⁰⁰³ 𓈒 y/n experience / better cr

⁰⁰⁴ 𓈒 wag / better cr

⁰⁰⁵ 𓈒 concert experience

⁰⁰⁶ 𓈒 eternal summer

⁰⁰⁷ 𓈒 eternal summer (multi)

⁰⁰⁸ 𓈒 waiting room — circular room

⁰⁰⁹ 𓈒 waiting room — cloud castle

⁰¹⁰ 𓈒 waiting room — bookstore/cinema

⁰¹¹ 𓈒 waiting room — storyline

⁰¹² 𓈒 jeu imaginaire

⁰¹³ 𓈒 pirate life

⁰¹⁴ 𓈒 fantasy world — royalty

⁰¹⁵ 𓈒 fantasy world — charmed

⁰¹⁶ 𓈒 fantasy world — unnamed

⁰¹⁷ 𓈒 fantasy world — supernatural academy

⁰¹⁸ 𓈒 christmas wonderland

⁰¹⁹ 𓈒 royalty

⁰²⁰ 𓈒 women-only paradise

⁰²¹ 𓈒 boarding school

⁰²² 𓈒 idol school

⁰²³ 𓈒 farm life / minecraft irl

⁰²⁴ 𓈒 eternal childhood

⁰²⁵ 𓈒 cottage witch

⁰²⁶ 𓈒 village life

⁰²⁷ 𓈒 iykyk 😝

⁰²⁸ 𓈒 spy academy

⁰²⁹ 𓈒 college life

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