#saint nick verse

[digitally-absent]

I met my younger sisters (I’ll refer to my irl siblings as either R or H) ((R is 13 and H is 7 just for future reference)) math teacher yesterday and I kid you not.

This man is so Lasko Moore coded it’s not even funny??

Mr L if you see this just know i love you/P

He’s so autism creature… I actually cannot with him..

The stimming, the vocal stims, the way he talks, the random anxiety rants, the way he talks to fast and stutters because of it…

Lasko Moore.

[bookedupbabe]

Watch me make a post about each crow as a taylor swift revenge song

Where are you going.?!? I said watchh mee

Here goes nothing:

LOOK WHAT YOU MADE ME DO (Kaz's version)

The title literally says it all?!? Ooh and then the bridge goes "I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams" ... you're telling me that Pekka Rollins doesn't get nightmares after the whole "I buried your son" thing from kaz? Yea. As if. Some other stuff (if you aren't automatically convinced)...

1. "The role you made me play of the fool" yep.. basically kaz getting duped by Rollins

2. "But I got smarter I got harder in the nick of time..honey i rose up from the dead" do I need to explain?

3. "Locked me out an threw a feast" ngl this reminds me Pekka Rollins being safe and sound during the outbreak and kaz and Jordie being locked out on the streets

KARMA (Inejs version)

Hehehhehehhe

Gonna go over some lines that stand out the most

1. "And I keep my side of the street clean... you wouldn't know what I mean" tante heleen whom?

2. "Karma is my boyfriend (Kaz mention?) , Karma is a god (her saints ), Karma is a cat (like herself ;))"

3. "Spider boy (inej) king of thieves (kazz)"

4."Flexing like a goddamn acrobat" yes inej!!

I DID SOMETHING BAD (Nina's version)

That one particular line that goes "they're burning all the witches even if you aren't one" clicks so well with Nina being a grisha.. and also the "they say I did something bad, then why'd it feel so good?" Resonates bc local folks (plus druskelle) are always against and afraid of grisha powers but using it is what gives grisha life and health so they can live longer. Lastly... the line "if a man talks shit then I owe him nothing" JARLLL BRUMM YOU BETTER COUNT YOUR DAYS

BAD BLOOD (Matthias' version)

(Okie I am apologizing for this one pls don't put a gun to my head)

"Band aids don't fix bullet holes" yea helvar learnt that the hard way didn't he

"Now we got bad blood, you know it used to be mad love" The kid who killed matthias reminded matthias of himself. The way he also loved his druskelle family and believed their beliefs in a brainwashed way. Which is why "mad love" But now blood has been spilled and it's all gone bad.

MEAN (Wylan's version)

And this one has wylans fingerprints ALL over it

Verse 1 and 2 literally describes Van Eck and eats him up to bits exposing his pathetic ass

Like; "you knocked me off my feet again, making me feel like a nothing", "you,picking on the weaker man" & "you have pointed out my flaws again"

And then there's "someday I'll be big enough so you can't hurt me and all you'll ever be is mean" remind me once again how ck ends? Cause this line describes it perfectly

YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN (Jesper's version)

This isn't exactly a rEvEngE song but who needs to get caught up in the specifics?

Plus it describes jesper in the best ways possible especially since the song has the same tone as the one jesper usually speaks.

And let's never forget: " and shade never made anybody less gay"

Lastly all the crows would be represented by THIS IS WHY WE CANT HAVE NICE THINGS

Yep.. that's about it... if you reached the end of this then thank you.. for erm bearing with my rant.. really appreciate it

[scumbag-the-hedgehog]

Every Mobian on Mobius liked Christmas a lot. But King Scourge, in the 'verse next to Mobius, did not. As for the reason, well, it's my contention That Scourge's grievance was the lack of attention....

"Bah humbug!" was the grouchy hedgehog's complaint. "What the hell's the old fat man got that I ain't?" Then he got an idea! An awful idea! Yes, Scourge got an awful, wonderful idea!

"I know just what to do!" The king laughed in his throat. And he made a quick Santy Claus hat and a coat.

And he chuckled and clucked, "What a slick fuckin' trick!" "With this coat and this hat, I look just like Saint Nick...."

[tainebot01]

End of year animatic clearout!

Going on a trip over the new year, so I'm just gonna be leaving this here until I get back - a bunch of ideas I had for animations, animatics, pmvs, etc that I never got around to making. Rather than letting them sit around gathering dust as I regret not doing them, I just want to throw them out into the ether and see if they click for someone else.

I might end up making some of these eventually, just feel like there's a difference between having an idea and making something good with that idea. I either feeI I lack the skills to execute these in the way I want, the effort-to-payoff ratio isn't worth the mental strain, I want to understand the context behind the audio before making anything with it, or I'm just too normal about the characters involved to make the idea work.

Some of these are pretty out there since my brain runs on an incredibly buggy version of Miles's Logic System, so here goes!

Planetary Go! - Klavier. Just think it fits him.

Sleepwalk - Miles and DL-6. This song reminds me of recurring nightmares where you can never quite remember what happened, only that there must be some cause..

Psycho Killer - Miles and DL-6. To me this feels more about a man who feels he's an irredeemable monster for things out of his control, rather than an actual killer. Though I really don't know how to make that clear in visual.

Shikabane no Odori - Dahlia Hawthorne. You know how in some myths butterflies are considered messengers from the afterlife? Yeah..

Bruno is Orange - Iris Hawthorne. I think this song's strangely fitting for a woman who's somewhat complicit yet clearly a victim of her family's crimes and can only make her situation clear through careful wording. I like it in concept, but I want to do her story justice and need to revisit AA3-5 to see it in full.

This one ProZD Audio - Fendershields and Verity. No explanation needed.

Saint Bernard - Simeon. Again, no explanation needed.

Animal Cannibal from Possibly in Michigan - Simeon. I think this one is a suprisingly accurate description of his backstory.

Bubblegum b*tch - Feenie and Dahlia/Iris. The song has the same upbeat yet ever so slightly duplicitous vibe as their college relationship, plus the line "I'm the girl you'd die for" is perfect in context.

How do I unbake a cake? - The IS-7 characters. Don't know who, just that it has to happen.

Too Sweet - Godot and Mia. I just think it fits them, okay..

Copycat - The Phantom. Again, it just fits.

The Monty Hall Problem - Miles, Nick, Eustace and Kay, No guessing who's who.

Digital silence (In particular the second verse) - The AAI2 Mastermind's Plan.

Why Am I Anxious? - just Miles questioning Wright's life choices.

This TOH Fandub - Eustace and Ex*lsius. No additional context.

Message Lost - Amelie, then Verity taking care of Shaun following Amelie's death. This one's ever so slightly left of the song's intentional meaning in story context.

Laplace's Angel - AAI2. Like, All Of It. I have thoughts on every single line and actually making this video might just make me lose my last few marbles.

Pork Soda - AA3-5. Same as above.

I Did Not Account For This - I2-5. Heard this song out of context and though the feeling of so many things happening at once fits the context of the buildup throughout this case.

Avalanche - Phoenix and his ties to the Feys throughout his life, particularly in T&T.

Life Itself - Hugh O' Connor. I feel it has that "in my mid 20s and slowly losing any chance of success in life" feeling. Though I want it to have some sort of hopeful ending.

Two Time - Trucy, and how she was used by the people she cares about, in two separate yet familiar ways.

Whipped Into Shape - Franziska. This one was a request I got through youtube and I kinda want to do it sometime.. after I actually get around to watching Legally Blonde and its musical adaptation.

This one IASIP Scene - Miles and Eustace. This dialog in the second half of the video straight up sounds like a conversation between these two.

Usseewa / Bitter Choco Decoration mashup - Fransiska and Eustace, and how they deal with the impossible expectations set by criminal fathers.

Grace Kelly - Wright, and how he constantly ends up changing himself for the people he loves.

The Bidding - The Themis Weirdos and the Love Triangle Rumour. The first verse made me think of Myriam, one thing led to another, and now this is stuck in my brain.

Well, better than the alternative - Nick and Miles over the 7 years and going into the AJ trilogy. Would elaborate, but thinking of this song for longer than 3 seconds makes me cry.

Here's to hoping at least one of these seems like a good idea! And if not... maybe there's something for a character playlist in there, idk.

[babyhatesreality]

The Sinner and The Saint Ch 5

Pairings: Slow Burn Mob!Boss Bucky x f!reader

Warnings: NSFW, f!reader, language, fake names (for now), reader is referred to by her stage name, reader still thinks Bucky’s name is Nick, everybody has secrets, reader says unkind things about herself/is insecure, reader is an exotic and extremely flexible dancer, explicit NSFW thoughts/language/conversations, subtle D/S moments, slow burn relationship. There will be many, many more warnings for future chapters including mafia and all the stuff that comes with that, kinks, and smut.

YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR OWN MEDIA CONSUMPTION. MINORS DNI. THIS IS AN 18+ STORY ONLY AND IS NSFW. I DO NOT CONSENT FOR ANY OF MY WORKS TO BE COPIED, REPRINTED, OR TRANSLATED ONTO ANY PLATFORM EXCEPT MY OWN. Likes, comments and reblogs deeply appreciated. 

Previous- Chapter 4

Chapter 5

The music started. You looked up slowly. Right into those blue eyes. Your lips twisted into a devilish smile. 

Sympathy for the Duke from Moulin Rouge the B’way Musical

The music started with just a simple drum beat. You were pretty sure your heart was beating the same rhythm. 

Please allow me to introduce myself, I’m a man of wealth and taste....

You took slow, calculated steps forward in time. You let your mind flood with images of the man of wealth and taste that you had just been introduced to yesterday. You brought your right hand up towards the black silk top hat you were wearing. You pinched the brim with your thumb and first finger, spreading the others so wide and strong you were pretty sure you made Fosse nod in approval from beyond. You slinkily stepped down the runway, as if you had all the time in the world, making sure to toss your impish smile out at just the right moments. Then you stopped in your tracks and looked right back into those gorgeous blue eyes. 

Pleased to meet you; hope you guess my name...

You extended your left hand in his direction as if you were presenting it for a kiss. On the word ‘name’ though, you flicked the brim of your top hat with a sassy smile. You watched as a grin cracked across his face at the irony of the song lyrics and maybe your sass.

But what’s puzzling you is the nature of my game...

You crossed your right foot over your left, slowly twisting away from the crowd as if you weren’t quite ready to give up the secrets to the game just yet. 

The song continued, morphing into a verse from You Can’t Always Get What You Want. As the orchestra grew underneath the vocals, you began to glide a bit more over the stage, back up the runway and along the mylar curtain line, just really feeling the fun and attitude of the moment. 

You can’t always get what you want; you can’t always get what you want; you can’t always get what you want....

With your back to the audience, you seductively lowered the shoulder of the silky mesh cover you were wearing, raising it back prudishly on the lyrics ‘what you want’. Then you turned to the other side of the audience and repeated the gesture. The crowd started getting more rowdy the more you teased them. 

But if you try sometimes, you just might find you get what you need.

You looked over your shoulder, right at Nick, shot him your sassiest grin, and on the word ‘need’, you pulled the top apart. The hidden break away seams along the back and the front made it look as if the clothes were exploding off of you. The crowd lost their damn minds and were eating out of the palm of your hand. Just the way you liked it. 

And that’s when the beat dropped in the song. And you went for broke. 

You pranced around the stage boldly, owning the moment and absolutely everything about every note. It was like putting on music and just dancing around your place just for the fun of it- you lost yourself in the joy of the rhythm. Your hips rolled deliciously on the trumpet riffs as your hands trailed seductively down your form. You tore off the wrap sequined skirt in time to the music. You felt like a goddamn rockstar; that didn’t always happen so you reveled in the moment right now. You made sure to flick your eyes up to Nick’s every now and then, just to watch his reactions. A couple lines apparently intrigued him...

I’ll lay traps for troubadours who’ll get killed if they come your way....

Use all your well-earned politesse, or I’ll lay your soul to waste....

He seemed to find something to smirk or chuckle about on each of those lines. Hmm. What was intriguing about them? Maybe he was the possessive type? Or he just found them funny? You didn’t really have time to think about that now- you surrendered to the moment, grinding your heart out and just having a fucking blast in a thong, pasties, fuck me heels, and a black silk top hat. 

Love, sister, it’s just a kiss away....

Pleased to meet you....

It’s just a kiss away....

As much as you didn’t want them to, the negative thoughts started flooding your brain. You were crazy. You had no right to think these things about a man you just met, let alone a client....but the lingering feel of his finger brushing your cheek and the nearness of those lips would not leave the forefront of your mind. It was a heady mix of wanting to back down versus willing to fight for what you wanted. Which way were you supposed to go? 

In response, and partially to reclaim your power, you had to throw your infamous leg move in the mix, making the crowd scream. Right before the last lyric, you positioned yourself in the dead center of the runway, flung your hat offstage, and looked boldly and deliberately right into Nick’s eyes, the devilish grin returning. 

Baby, what’s my name?

And you finished with a jump split, throwing your hand up in the air on the button. The crowd went absolutely berserk, but you only had eyes for one. Everyone around him was hooting and hollering, but he took a deep breath, returned the devilish smile, brought his fingers to his lips to give you a chef’s kiss, and tossed the rest of his drink into his mouth. His deep blue eyes never left yours. 

“That was our own darling Angel! And I’ll have Sympathy for any Devil that tries to take her out of Heaven,” Rhodey announced playfully over the PA system, making you giggle as you stood up, flicking your fingers goodbye, and exited. To your surprise, most of the other girls were backstage- apparently they’d come out to watch. They hadn’t done that since you very first started. 

“BABE that was FIRE!!!” Gamora moaned, snatching your robe and holding it out for you as Sprite hustled onstage to gather your things. “Shit, you’re gonna make ‘em run outta money before we even get out there,” she giggled, teasing you, as the other girls cheered and congratulated you in turn. You were even feeling a little proud of yourself- until you saw Nebula’s haughty, unimpressed face. 

“I don’t know,” she said nonchalantly to the crowd around you all. “I think it’s just because she’s new blood.” Nebula turned and smiled nastily at you. “Some people have a tendency to lose interest quickly once that ‘new car smell’ wears off.” You felt the color drain from your face as you suddenly felt like a worthless cast-off. 

Gamora, however, wasn’t having it. She turned and slugged Nebula on the arm as hard as she could. “Jesus Christ, why are you such a bitch?” she snarled as Nebula yelled in pain. “How the hell could I have turned out so fabulous when my own damn sister is such a raging cu-”

“Okay, that’s enough ladies,” Natasha interrupted suddenly, appearing out of nowhere. “Nebula, lose the attitude, watch your mouth, and get on deck. Gamora, quit punching your way into- and out- of arguments,” she commanded both of them. “Angel,” she said, turning to you with a much kinder tone. “Nice job tonight, sweetheart. Go back to the dressing room and get ready. I’ll have Sprite bring your stuff to you in a moment.” You nodded, still a little embarrassed, and turned to obey. You mouthed ‘thank you’ at Gamora, who gave you a saucy grin. You saw her glare at her sister again, but didn’t stick around to see the aftermath. You didn’t have time- you had to get ready. You were going to see him. 

27 deep breaths later, you were outside the Champagne Room, freshened up and in the outfit you’d obsessed over all day. Your insides buzzed with nerves, excitement, and adrenaline. You took your 28th deep breath and opened the door. And there he was, waiting for you. 

Nick was sitting in the same location you had first seen him last night- only this time he was holding a glass of champagne instead of a tumbler of bourbon. His black-on-black ensemble made your mouth water for some reason; he was too handsome for his own good. You watched with secret delight as he desperately tried not to let his eyes rake up and down your body; it was obvious he really wanted to. You tried to keep that compliment close in your mind and not let it twist into another self-insult. He spoke first. 

“Bravo on a fantastic performance, Miss Angel,” Nick said, standing up and waltzing over to the bar, his eyes never leaving yours. He began pouring you a flute as he continued speaking. “Gotta say, I think that’s the first time I’ve seen someone strip to the Rolling Stones.” You giggled at that, blushing and ducking your head at his compliment. He strode back to you, his very steps echoing the power you felt him emitting. He gave you the glass, then clinked his own against yours. “Cheers,” he said. 

“Cheers,” you replied, biting your lip and looking down, trying to contain your stupid wide grin. 

“Uh uh,” he said sternly, shaking his head. He put a finger under your chin and raised your eyes to his. “Look me in the eye when you say ‘cheers’,” he said firmly but not unkindly. 

Something in your very soul instantly responded to him, drawing you like a moth to a flame. You wanted to do whatever he told you to. Almost before you realized it, your eyes had locked back onto his. “That’s better,” he almost purred. He clinked your glasses again. “NOW cheers,” he said, with that mischievous grin. 

“Now cheers,” you agreed, your heart rapidly beating its new rhythm, trying to make up for the beats it had just lost. You hastily took a huge swallow just as he finished his. 

“You have to look people in the eyes when you cheers,” Nick explained, a hint of the devil in his smile. “Otherwise it’s seven years’ bad sex.”

You choked on your champagne. 

Nick carefully patted you on the back as you spluttered, not even trying to hide his puckish grin. Once you could breath again without fear of champagne splurting out of your nose, you glared at him. He just chuckled evilly before returning to the couch and sitting down. 

“I’ve never heard that medley of Stones’ songs before,” he said, back to his charming self. He seemed to hide a bit of a smile as you sat down next to him- no hesitation this time like yesterday. “Where’s it from?”

“It’s from the same musical as the song that I...” you suddenly stuttered a bit. The idea of saying ‘danced to for you’ last night seemed indecently intimate for some reason (which was ridiculous as you WORKED IN A STRIP CLUB, you internally yelled at yourself), and you just couldn’t make those words come out of your mouth. “...performed last night in here,” you cobbled out lamely ugh loser. 

Nick nodded, choosing not to comment on the moment. “You like that musical,” he said as if he were observing something about you. “You a theater fan?”

“Big time. You?”

“I might have to become one, if those are the kind of songs they’re doing nowadays.”

The next two hours flew by as the two of you talked and talked and talked. You were only supposed to spend one hour with him, but when Fury poked his head in to tell you time was up, Nick just waved a hand at him. Normally, that would have made Fury toss any other patron out on his ear, but this time he just nodded back and carefully shut the door. Who was this guy, to hold that kind of power over Fury?

Thinking quickly, you tilted your head to the now-closed door. “You paying for the second hour, then?” you asked boldly, feeling a lot more loose after the fantastic conversation you’d been having. 

“Something like that.”

“You must be running up quite a tab here.”

“Don’t worry. Natasha will track me down when the check comes.”

“Do you...often run up a tab here?” you asked, your steel persona slipping a bit, afraid of the answer. Nick seemed to understand that. He leaned forward, tilting his head at you and letting those blue eyes twinkle. 

“Not like this,” he said softly. “Never like this.”

You were so delighted at that you couldn’t speak for a moment. He seemed to enjoy you getting flustered, but took pity on you and changed the subject. In fact, he seemed to do that a lot. Any time you tried to steer the conversation towards his job or why he was such a high-roller at the club, or even his name, he masterfully swung back around to something that would distract you just enough to get off the subject. You knew better than to push in a direction he didn’t want to go...but you definitely noticed he was doing it. And it made you curious. Very curious. Two could play at that game. 

Despite his best teasing efforts, you refused to give up your real name until he did- which he was not about to do in the slightest. It often resulted in a spirited and creative verbal battle that, more often than not, left you both in tears of laughter. 

Finally, when it was getting clear that the night had to come to an end, he stood up and offered you his hand. You took it, feeling like a rockstar again. This man made you feel like a rockstar. That had never happened...in this way...before....

He escorted you to the door, then kissed your hand reverently. You wished with all your might he’d take off those gloves and touch your skin again, or even more you wished he’d just lean forward and kiss you. It’s just a kiss away...But he straightened up, smiling handsomely at you. 

“Bravo again on your performance tonight. I look forward to tomorrow’s,” he said chivalrously. 

“‘Pleased to meet you’,” you quoted to him sassily, with a grin. He responded with his own. “‘Hope you guess my name’,” you teased with the lyrics that you had known would capture his attention.

His grin morphed in that heady combination of sex appeal and power, making you instantly melt. And he noticed it, closing the already-small gap between the two of you. 

“‘But what’s puzzling YOU is the nature of MY game’,” he whispered wickedly in your ear. “Until tomorrow, Miss Angel.”

Chapter 6

[palewonderlandsheep]

I don't know if anyone has done this before but anyone wanna challenge themselves to complete Jupiter's Responsible Sleigh Maintenance Christmas carol?

We could all make a verse or two each and combine them??

-------

Oh...

He took up his bag with the toys inside

And he snapped at the reigns of his magical ride

And the reindeer took to the sky with pride

And the elves sat right by saint nicks side

And the flight was...[insert Jupiterisms here!!]

But the chimney was narrow and Nick was wide

And the elves couldn't help him although they tried

All round the realm in just one night

In his smart red suit what a splendid sight

Suzy got a truck and Milly got a kite

and the elves got into a big fist fight.

[Insert further Jupiterisms and a verse about sleigh maintenance!!]

[colordarkwords]

"Photographs" A song inspired by Nick and Boston's story from Only Friends

Their complex and chaotic relationship really inspired me to write something from a more neutral point of view that portrays the characters the way they are, with their flaws and imperfections and that shows that both of them are responsible for their actions. They are both guilty and messy. This was my perception of their story at least. It's essentially a song about two people trapped in a toxic relationship.

Verse 1 We ended up loving our flaws a little bit too much We ended up losing ourselves in each other's arms Until chaos occured A natural disaster Knew it was meant to end right from the start

Some might say one is nice the other is bad Truth is none of us is a Saint There's a warning sign Shining with bright red lights But what can stop a delusional mind ?

Pre chorus Aware it will burn We jump in the fire Of broken promises And endless desire A feast of temptations You can't resist And even though it's not what you need (fuck it) You still go with it

Chorus You are the artist You're starving for lust And I am your muse I'm obsessed with you Help me I'm down bad It's not just a crush Feels like a knife in my chest Knowing I'm not the only one

Verse 2 Sleepwalking in the fog One of us can see everything Daydreamer but at night They won't hesitate to invade A frozen heart That doesn't know what it wants Our story's an illusion made for entertainment Pre chorus Aware it will burn We jump in the fire Of broken promises And endless desire A feast of temptations You can't resist And even though it's not what you need (fuck it) You still go with it Chorus You are the artist You're starving for lust And I am your muse I'm obsessed with you Help me I'm down bad It's not just a crush Feels like a knife in my chest Knowing I'm not the only one

Bridge Oh, what a mess we are Together we're a perfect nasty match Oh, what a curse we are I'll pose for you with tears in my eyes Oh, what a mess we are Let's stop pretending that we're someone we're not Oh, what a curse we are A painting with no sense Our "ugly art" Our time should stop inside your photographs Chorus You are the artist You're starving for lust And I am your muse I'm obsessed with you Help me I'm down bad It's not just a crush Feels like a knife in my chest Knowing I'm not the only one

Written by Colorful Darkness 🦋

Some other scenes that inspired me for the lyrics :

Mainly the color red for the lust aspect, Boston's photography room and the scene where Nick posed for him, as well as their very last scene.

[rabbit-heart4]

seeing parallels between heaven help us (mcr) and hell followed with us (aj white)

so i started rereading hfwu and im already insane about it. and i was listening to my hfwu playlist while i worked on a painting of benji, and heaven help us came on. and then i realized, the line, "mostly i've been sprawled on these cathedral steps while spitting out the blood and screaming, someone save us now" parallels PERFECTLY with benji's begging god/something to save him from new nazareth AND how he vomits up the flood rot/organs for the "spitting blood" part. then i realized the entire song narratively represents the book. lets go one verse at a time.

hear the sound, the angels come screaming / down your voice / i hear you've been bleeding / make your choice / they say you've been pleading: someone save us!

okay, well here the angels represents...the angels... the sound could either be their prayer or gunshots. and i think the next part matches up with how nick recognizes the flood rot benji spits up and knows that benji is the seraph from the first time they meet. the choice nick makes is to take benji into the ALC and to not say anything. the pleading is how benji frequently begs god to save him from new nazareth

and out of this old hotel / but i can't tell if i've been breathing or sleeping or screaming or waiting for the man to call / or all the above / cause mostly i've been sprawled on these cathedral steps while spitting out the blood and screaming, someone save us

"this old hotel" is the ALC, and benji "waiting for the man to call" could refer to how he's just waiting for the angels to come capture him again OR for the seraph to take him. then the spitting blood part is the flood rot organs vomit thing. yeah.

as you're falling down / and will you pray for me? / or make a saint of me? / and will you lay for me? / or make a saint of me? / cause i'll give you all the nails you need / cover me in gasoline / wipe away those tears of blood again

this part goes with the devasting part towards the end when benji is in new nazareth again and how the angels all praise and worship him. i'm not sure about the nails and gasoline part, this book doesn't deal much with themes of crucifixion. HOWEVER, the gasoline COULD be with the ALC fire scene.

and the punchline to the joke is asking: someone save us now / come crashing down / we'll hear the sound / as you fall

this part matches a little too perfectly. at the ending of the book, it's the IRONY. that benji uses the weapon the angels made of him to destroy the angels. the punchline to the joke is that benji uses all of his manipulation and trauma to fight back. the ALC group will witness benji take down this group that has killed lord knows how many people.

final thoughts:

im not accusing aj white of plagarism or anything, it's probably a coincidence. i genuinely just found this super fucking cool. i'm posting this so that i can look back on it and possibly make an animatic one day. also sorry if any of this is off or anything i haven't gotten past page 40 and i don't remember a whole lot of details

[saintnicklaus]

About Me

~intro post~ because how else are cool trans people going to know they can message me?! //frequently updated//

I’m 18 y/o trans guy, (he/him), mostly prefer to sub & bottom but I can occasionally sub and top as well so I would say I’m verse.

Pre-Testosterone(for now) , Pre-any surgeries

Feel free to send DM’s or asks! I’m strictly T4T and I’m bisexual so only trans women & trans men interest me. Non binary/Genderfluid are included in that as well 😇

I’m 5’2( 5’5 if I’m lying) if you’re expecting a massive ass you have come to the wrong place unfortunately..

Im training so I can be stronger and have the body I want but right now I have noodle arms.

If I get a bad vibe from you I’m blocking you.

I’m from Texas! No, I don’t sound like a southern boy because I’m from the city not the country side.

I just turned 18 early October so I’m new to anything sexual.

Age limit for pervy DMs/Asks: 18-25

If you want to just be friends/no pervy talk then the age limit for friends is 17-20

✨ I’m into

- tattoos

- thigh riding

- pet/puppy roleplay

- breeding(NOT PREGNANCY)

- forcemasc

-forcefem (only occasionally)

- size kink

- strength kink

- dumbification

-humiliation

Royalty kink

(I have a feeling I’ll get judged for some of these so if you kink shame GO AWAY)

- somno/cnc/freeuse/ “drugged”

-intox kink(alcohol/weed)

- light fauxcest (older brother or dad type roleplay)

- overstim

- slight hypno(idk I’ve never tried it but the p*rn is hot)

- orgasm control/denial/forced orgasm

- bondage

- praise kink

Weary of but willing to try:

- spanking

-choking

- piss kink/desperation(omorashi)

- scent kink

- corruption

- degradation

Hard limits/DNI:

- blood kink

- scat

- vomit

- feederism

- anything involving food during s*x is a hard no for me

- raceplay(I’m mixed. Don’t be weird about it)

- Eating disorder blogs/Sh blogs

- bigotry/racism, just DNI

- detrans

-hard/brutal cnc

- cis men go away

I don’t want to reveal my name on social media so just call me Nick/Saint nick(tis the season I started this account) it’s not my real name but it’s my social media persona name I suppose :)

What to call me:

Pet, baby boy, baby, good boy, puppy, mutt, prince, slut, kitty/kitten, fag(got), for other mean names just ask

Words im comfortable with being used for my private parts; boycunt/boypussy, cunt, dick, t-dick, cock, chest, hole, puppy parts, prince parts, for other names just ask.

Compliments: masc compliments, only fem terms I accept are pretty/beautiful. Other than that stick to masculine compliments

[allwaswell16]

hello lovely, hope you’re doing well! I was just wondering if you’d know (bc you nearly always know the answers to these questions) of any new ish tomlinshaw?? i feel like I’m starved of them, and am currently rereading all the old fics i can find! By new I mean like 2019 on, or even if you know of anyone writing tomlinshaw atm!! thank you thank you

Hi! So first of all, yes writers are still writing Tomlinshaw! Definitely not as many as there used to be, but it's still a pairing that gets written! Here are all the ones I've read and enjoyed since 2019! Happy reading!

—Recent Tomlinshaw Fics—

You and Me (Got a Whole Lot of History) by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

Nick loves the crush and fever of being right in the thick of things, but just the thought of Louis looking down and spotting him makes him feel a little queasy.

It hadn’t been a proper thing. It wasn’t a relationship.

here with me by haveufoundwhaturlookingfor / @sup3rbloom

Louis has been secretly dating Nick, and things were going so smoothly, but then Nick finds out that he's pregnant and they have no choice but to tell everyone about their relationship.

Particular by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

Nick is very particular about the upkeep of his hallway's Brazilian hardwood floor. He is very particular about the cleaning of his kitchen's fine Wedgewood china.

He is less particular in his bedroom.

You know I love you, babe by @lululawrence

Nick sighed happily to himself. Yet another wonderful decision by Past Nick was stocking the fridge with the cheesecake. He honestly had no recollection of purchasing it, but it was the best thing he’d eaten all day. There was something so perfectly satisfying about a piece of cheesecake.

He should wax poetic to Louis about it. Tell him how he didn’t miss him at all because the cheesecake was all he would ever need.

Or the one where Nick fucks up and scrambles to make it right. Too bad that just makes things worse.

Food Fight by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

It’s Louis’ famed cooking skills against Nick’s more cultured palate.

Fight.

Little Saint Nick by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

Nick meets a stranger in a bar and is told this Christmas season, he needs to 'learn to be nice'.

Costumes Must Be Sexy, Slutty and/or Stupid by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

It's a bit of a blast from the past to get an invite to Nick Grimshaw's fancy dress housewarming.

Shape of You by @reminiscingintherain

Ed goes onto BBC Breakfast to promote Divide. Nick flirts. Louis isn't impressed.

the next bit was spanners to my plan by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13

The first time was an accident. The second time was an accident too.

Or: Louis and Nick end up shagging on the sly, everyone sends far too many emojis and far too few words, and eventually they're going to have to sort themselves out.

Use You As A Focal Point by Jiksa / @jiksax

“What am I, the fucking twink whisperer? You’ve been nothing but horrible to me. Last time I tried to kiss you, you lobbed a Chelsea boot at my head.”

Louis shows up at Nick's front door on the wrong side of midnight, asking for... things. Part 2 of I Found 'verse

if you should try to kiss her by @disgruntledkittenface

It’s kind of their thing now. They make relentless snarky comments to and about each other and exchange meaningful eye contact every time they think no one is looking. At least, that’s what Louis thinks they’re doing, like their own extended lesbian mating ritual. It seems obvious to her that they’re inevitable in some kind of cosmic, grand design type of way; they’re eventually going to end up together and fix up an old house and Nick will build a chicken coop for the backyard (or hire someone to build it, probably) and then they’ll live happily ever after, bickering the whole time.

If only she could be sure that’s what Nick thinks they’re doing.

Harry's annual Christmas party gives Louis her chance to be brave and tell Nick how she feels.

I'mma Give You A Promotion by @lululawrence

Nick: We should move in together

Louis stared at the phone, blinking in confusion. Maybe he really had already fallen asleep. There was no way in hell that Nick would be asking him to move in with him in their actual reality.

Louis swiped open his phone and was still staring at the text when Nick’s face took over his screen.

"What are you on about with moving in together?”

“Well, we can either not see each other at all during the stay at home order, or we can move in together,” Nick explained.

“And you figured we should just move in together?” Louis asked, shocked.

Or the one where Louis and Nick have had a bit of a thing, but it was never meant to be permanent. They hadn't even defined it. Then COVID happened and changed everything.

A Fist Full of Glitter by @reminiscingintherain

Nick G: Fancy going to the BRITs tonight? Got a ticket with your name on.Louis: Is there any universe in which I’d say no to this? I think not.Nick G: I’ll pick you up at 6:30pm. Suit’s being messengered over now.Louis: You spoil me. <3 xx

Or: Louis' a Sugar Baby, Nick's his proper and formal Sugar Daddy. What could possibly happen to make that change?

The Colors Are Different by orphan_account

“I didn't know you'd be here Grim!” Harry says happily. Nick looks equally peeved as he catches sight of Louis right there, wearing the exact same shirt as he is. Louis really should’ve gone over to Ed – he could’ve spared both of them this traumatic experience.

‘Didn’t know you would be here either.’

It’s clear Nick mostly means Louis.

It’s not like there’s some sort of rule about the host of Capital’s morning show and the host of Radio 1’s breakfast show not being at the same events, but – they kind of pretend there is anyways.

or the one where Nick and Louis are opposites in every way, except maybe they aren't after all.

With Your Hand In Mine by @lululawrence

Louis reached out and latched his hand onto Nick’s arm. “What was that?”

“One of the previous inmates that mysteriously died here, I’d imagine,” Nick whispered into Louis’ ear.

Louis shivered, but he wasn’t sure if it was because of Nick being so close or the fact he was growing more and more concerned that he was going to pee his pants during this.

Okay, it was the latter if the shot of anxiety currently running through him was any indication, but he did have goosebumps from Nick’s breath grazing Louis’ neck as well.

Or the one where Louis hates haunted houses, Nick likes them, and Louis likes Nick. Things end better than Louis expects.

Swerve the Handshake by @lululawrence

There's a pandemic afoot and social distancing is being recommended for everyone, but what is to be done to still greet people with respect whilst avoiding the handshake?

Scott and Chris have ideas, and Grimmy becomes attached to a particular suggestion.

Brighter This Time by Jiksa / @jiksax

Louis’s a little lost, a little heartbroken, and maybe a little… something else. Nick’s just a shit bartender.

burning our pretty little hearts by icarusinflight

Nick's twenty-nine, and still not the least bit ready for it, when he finds his soulmate.

Can't Forget You by @writcraft

Nick wakes up in hospital and discovers he's lost several years of memories, including getting together—and breaking up—with Louis Tomlinson, the owner of the local café that Nick's being trying to pull for ages.

As he tries to work out what went wrong, Nick falls in love with Louis all over again.

To Fall Down At Your Door by sunsetmog / @magicalrocketships

Nick has failed to pay attention in any of the meetings leading up to him filming a documentary in the Scottish Highlands, mostly because he's just been dumped and he's in the middle of some very important wallowing. This does not entirely explain what Louis Tomlinson is doing there filming in the Highlands with him, and it absolutely does not explain why the world's press seems to think that they've just got married without telling anyone.

He's fairly certain none of this is actually his fault, but it doesn't change the fact that everything has suddenly got a little bit weird.

You're a Nightmare, I'm a Disaster by @lululawrence

As Nick scanned the shelves, his eyes caught on a bright blue binding. Snooki, it read, A Shore Thing.

“Oh my God,” Nick mumbled, trying not to laugh as he picked it up. He’d watched bits and pieces of Jersey Shore way back in the day.

Without bothering to look any further around the store, he headed up to the counter where Blue eyes was watching him. Nick cleared his throat nervously and set the book on the counter and the man immediately flashed him a look of disdain.

“Seriously? Out of everything we have available, you chose the book we special ordered for a customer?”

“Well, it can’t be that bad if someone specifically requested it, right?” Nick said, trying to keep a teasing tone.

“Why do you think we still have it if it was a special order?” the man asked with a scoff. “They returned it after reading something like three pages.”

Nick frowned at the book. “Well that doesn’t seem very fair.”

Or the one where Nick is a writer, Louis works in a bookshop, and things don't exactly start off on the right foot, but they might just end on it.

You are the feeling of drugs, pulling the chain of my love by WeAreTheLuckyOnes 

Louis gets bored with all the questions by the next week and tells everyone, in no uncertain terms, to fuck off, in a Facebook post he subsequently deletes the next day. Instead, he chooses to ignore all his friends.

And text Nick.

Kind of Tough to Tell a Scruff (Stand and Deliver) by sunsetmog / @magicalrocketships

There must be one good thing about your new place.

Nick considers for a while. There's a fit bloke lives down my hall, he types finally.

In which Nick moves north and Louis lives next door.

A Reckless Hallelujah by sunsetmog / @magicalrocketships

You're too short to be a dancer, they'd said. Competition's really tough. You should have applied when you were 11. You can't commute to the Royal Ballet School from Doncaster, they'd said. Why would you even try?

The Million Reasons Why by @reminiscingintherain

When closeted Manchester United striker Louis Tomlinson visits his secret boyfriend Nick Grimshaw on the Radio 1 Drivetime Show to promote his charity work, how long can secrets remain secret?

Taking The Plunge by @writcraft

The one with lots of diving metaphors.

Or: Nick and Louis agree to be boyfriends. Eventually.

Leo season by @disgruntledkittenface 

“Didn’t catch your name earlier?” he asks, tilting his head to go along with his lilting voice.

“Nnrg,” Nick replies smoothly, failing to meet Louis’ hand with his own as he realizes just how garbled his smooth reply actually was. He overcorrects and vaguely slaps Louis’ hand before managing to wring it in his own, much to Louis’ apparent amusement.

Carefree. Confident. Over the top. Nick may be a bit of a disaster, but no one can deny the mood for Leo season suits him.

Like Honey to the Bee by @lululawrence

Nick didn’t even remember knocking, but suddenly the door he also didn’t realise he was leaning on opened and he started falling inside Louis and Harry’s flat.

“Fuck,” Nick blurted as he tried to right himself. He was caught by Louis, which was great because he was exactly who he wanted to see and he didn’t really fancy dropping a massive jar of honey on his doorstep.

“Nicholas?” Louis asked.

Nick couldn’t help it. Hearing Louis call him by his full name made him shiver. He usually hated it, but there was something magical about Louis Tomlinson that made the usual negative association suddenly become an incredibly positive one.

“I brought you honey,” Nick blurted as he handed Louis the jar.

“I can see that,” Louis said, sounding confused. “Thanks?”

“Of course! It’s what friends do, yeah?”

Or the one where Nick has been trying to find a way to get past the banter stage with Louis for ages, and honey might be just what he needs to finally do so.

That's My Thing by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright

“Suppose I did it on purpose.” 

And Louis’ eyebrow jumps again, just for a moment.

“Did you now?” His eyes flash, an underlying playfulness belying the anger painted across his, fuck, absolutely sharp as knives cheekbones. “Wanted a bit of trouble, maybe?”

All Nick can do is nod, tightly and rapidly. His tongue darts out to wet his lips, eager for Louis to demand he put them to work.

Nick comes home to find Louis inexplicably primed for a fight...or perhaps something a bit more interesting.

You Don't Care About Me (One More Night) by @lululawrence

“Nick. You’re into guys. What should I do?”

Nick snorted. “You think just ‘cause I’m gay, I know what you should do?”

Louis blinked at him and Nick admired his eyelashes against his will. “Well. Kind of, yeah.”

“That is not how this works,” Nick said. “Besides, it’s not like you can just go and suck someone’s dick to be sure you like it the way I did. You’re too famous to try it my way.”

Louis’ expression changed to one of awe. “That’s how you figured it out? You sucked some random’s dick?”

Nick shrugged. “Yeah. Basically. I mean, I knew for pretty damn sure before that, mind you, but that did solidify the matter for me.”

“I need to suck a dick,” Louis said, turning to look at the wall of Nick’s room.

“You could suck mine, if it would help,” Nick offered before he could stop himself.

Or the one where Louis pines for Harry and Nick helps ease his way into figuring himself out through a friends with benefits sort of arrangement. Things quickly turn complicated.

pas de deux by @turnyourankle

Nick has been teasing Louis for a long time.

walk, walk fashion baby by @disgruntledkittenface

He couldn’t give a fuck about impressing these people, he’s only there to play the supportive boyfriend. But as he searches high and low for said boyfriend, one thought keeps gnawing at him, the sinking suspicion that Nick had dressed him up not so that Louis would feel more comfortable at the event, but so that Nick would feel more comfortable with Louis at the event.

Maybe this assignment is starting to fuck with his head. 

Louis loves his supportive boyfriend, his passionate and interesting band of friends and coworkers, and his pair of quirky and dedicated dogs. What he doesn’t love is his job as co-editor of the Lifestyle section at a popular site aimed at millennials. But he was getting by until a new assignment landed in his lap: Let Your Boyfriend Dress You For A Week. His best mate Harry assured him it’d be a laugh, a bit of fun, but Louis was sure that Nick would dress him like an utter knob and his mates would take the piss all week.

He didn’t expect to actually learn something about himself.

regular touch by icarusinflight

Shoes for sale Paid £110 Looking for £80 Will sell for £50 and a good story

or Nick makes an impulse shoe purchase, and gets more than she’d bargained for when she puts them up for sale.

London Rain by @writcraft

Anonymous online encounters seem like a good way for Louis to explore his growing interest in men. Having phone sex with Nick Grimshaw was not part of the plan.

[muppetydyke]

Muppet Mainstage, December 22nd, 2023

“Little Saint Nick” was written by Brian Wilson and Mike Love in 1963. The song is performed by the Electric Mayhem on the 1979 album, John Denver and The Muppets: A Christmas Together. The song starts with Janice (Richard Hunt) singing, then Floyd (Jerry Nelson), with Dr Teeth (Jim Henson) singing the last verse, and Animal (Frank Oz) joining in on the chorus. The song has a lot of saxophone too, which is likely Zoot’s (Dave Goelz) inclusion in the song.

[dear-indies]

Hi you two! I was hoping to rp as Kol Mikaelson but I don't want to use zionist N*thaniel B*zolic for vampire verse Kol, not to mention that his resources aren't that much so I would love some alts for him, please! Someone in their early twenties with similar vibes if at all possible, please!

Aidan Turner (1983)

Iko Uwais (1983) Betawi.

Utkarsh Ambudkar (1983) Marathi / Tamil.

Theo James (1984)

Burak Özçivit (1984) Turkish - has spoken up for Palestine!

Rahul Kohli (1985) Indian - has spoken up for Palestine!

François Arnaud (1985) - is bisexual.

Penn Badgley (1986)

Jason Ralph (1986)

Daniel Sharman (1986)

Karim Kassem (1986) Egyptian / Egyptian Jewish - has spoken up for Palestine!

Yahya Abdul-Mateen II (1986) African-American.

Casey Deidrick (1987)

Ismael Cruz Cordova (1987) Afro Puerto Rican.

Michael B. Jordan (1987) African-American.

Varun Saranga (1990) Indian.

Douglas Booth (1992)

RJ Mitte (1992) - has cerebral palsy.

Fabien Frankel (1994) Ashkenazi Jewish, Indian Jewish, Iraqi Jewish / French and Italian.

Nicholas Galitzine (1994)

Kofi Siriboe (1994) Ghanaian.

Apo Nattawin Wattanagitiphat (1994) Thai.

Algee Smith (1994) African-American.

Nick Robinson (1995)

Cody Christian (1995) Penobscot, Passamaquody, French / English.

Charlie Rowe (1996)

Elliot Fletcher (1996) - is a trans man - has spoken up for Palestine!

Aria Shahghasemi (1996) Iranian.

Michael Evans Behling (1996) Nigerian / White.

Jacob Elordi (1997)

Archie Renaux (1997) Indian and White.

George Sear (1997)

Asa Butterfield (1997) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Emre Bey (1997) Turkish.

Corey Mylchreest (1998)

Felix Mallard (1998)

Christopher Briney (1998)

Bilal Hasna (1999) Punjabi and Palestinian.

Saint Levant (2000) Palestinian, Serbian / Algerian, French.

Jonathan Daviss (2000) African-American, including Haitian.

Here are some general alts too - bonus points to anyone who replaces him with a black and/or Palestinian suggestion because fuck that man and his dangerous views.

[lovesongbracket]

Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.

Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)

All I Want for Christmas Is You

Written By: Mariah Carey & Walter Afanasieff

Artist: Mariah Carey

Released: 1994

“All I Want For Christmas Is You” is a holiday classic, and an uptempo love song. Its narrator declares she doesn’t care about Christmas presents or lights; the best holiday present she can have is to be with the one she loves. Released in 1994 as the lead single from Mariah Carey’s first holiday album and fourth studio album, Merry Christmas, the song has since become the Christmas standard. It has sold more than 14 million copies globally since its debut, making it one of the best-selling singles ever. In 2015, Carey released a book with the same title as her holiday staple, acknowledging the song’s longevity: “When I wrote ‘All I Want For Christmas Is You’ it was my dream for it to become a classic Christmas song. I am so proud of the song’s impact as it continues to create memories for fans each year.” The song’s legacy remains unparalleled. It charts every holiday season since its original release, and is estimated to have earned Carey $60 million in royalties. The song is also referred to as “the biggest Christmas song of all time”, and was named the #1 holiday song of all time by Billboard. After 25 years, the track finally reached No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100 in 2018, becoming Mariah’s 19th song to do so and making the singer the solo artist with most Billboard Hot 100 chart-toppers. It also sets a new record of the longest run to No. 1 on the chart, surpassing Elton John’s re-recording of “Candle in the Wind.” It has since returned to the top of the charts in 2019, 2020, 2021, and 2022, making Mariah the first artist to ever have a number one song in four different decades.

[Intro] I don't want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need I don't care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree I just want you for my own More than you could ever know Make my wish come true All I want for Christmas is you, yeah [Verse 1] I don't want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing I need (And I) Don't care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree I don't need to hang my stocking There upon the fireplace (Ah) Santa Claus won't make me happy With a toy on Christmas Day [Chorus] I just want you for my own (Ooh) More than you could ever know (Ooh) Make my wish come true All I want for Christmas is you You, baby [Verse 2] Oh, I won't ask for much this Christmas I won't even wish for snow (And I) I'm just gonna keep on waiting Underneath the mistletoe I won't make a list and send it To the North Pole for Saint Nick (Ah) I won't even stay awake to Hear those magic reindeer click [Chorus] 'Cause I just want you here tonight (Ooh) Holding on to me so tight (Ooh) What more can I do? Oh baby, all I want for Christmas is you You, baby [Bridge] Oh, all the lights are shining So brightly everywhere (So brightly, baby) And the sound of children's Laughter fills the air (Oh, oh yeah) And everyone is singing (Oh yeah) I hear those sleigh bells ringing (Oh) Santa, won't you bring me the one I really need? (Yeah, oh, oh) Won't you please bring my baby to me? [Verse 3] Oh, I don't want a lot for Christmas This is all I'm asking for (Ah) I just wanna see my baby Standing right outside my door [Chorus] Oh, I just want you for my own (Ooh) More than you could ever know (Ooh) Make my wish come true Oh baby, all I want for Christmas is you [Outro] You, baby All I want for Christmas is you, baby (You) All I want for Christmas is you, baby (Ah, oh, ah, oh) All I want for Christmas is you, baby (You) All I want for Christmas is you, baby (All I really want, baby, ooh) All I want for Christmas is you, baby (All I want, all I really want is you)

Lovefool

Written By: Peter Svensson & Nina Persson

Artist: The Cardigans

Released: 1996

“Lovefool” is track #7 on The Cardigans’s third album First Band on the Moon. “Lovefool” was the song that propelled The Cardigans to international stardom. US listeners took notice when it was featured on the soundtrack to Baz Luhrmann’s William Shakespeare’s Romeo + Juliet, starring Leonardo DiCaprio and Claire Danes. The song topped the Billboard Hot 100 Airplay and Top 40 Mainstream, but was kept from the Hot 100 because it was not issued as a commercial single (until December 1998, songs were not eligible to chart on the Hot 100 until they got released as single in the US). Nina Persson penned the lyrics for this song, while Peter Svensson wrote the music. Nina was sitting in an airport waiting for a plane when she was inspired to write the song and thought it would have a “slow bossa nova feel.” She told The Swedish Performing Rights Society: “I do find that the biggest hits are the ones that are the easiest to write”. Peter recalled writing the music for this song in an interview with The Independent: “To me, that song is still that moment when I wrote it in a small room, sitting on my bed in our home town. It was supposed to be some kind of a bossa nova: a totally different song, slow and mellow and sad. The production on it, though, and the disco drums made it all shinier."

[Verse 1] Dear, I fear we're facing a problem You love me no longer, I know and Maybe there is nothing that I can do To make you do Mama tells me I shouldn't bother That I ought just stick to another man A man that surely deserves me But I think you do [Pre-Chorus] So I cry, and I pray, and I beg [Chorus] Love me, love me Say that you love me Fool me, fool me Go on and fool me Love me, love me Pretend that you love me Leave me, leave me Just say that you need me So I cry and I beg for you to Love me, love me Say that you love me Leave me, leave me Just say that you need me I can't care 'bout anything but you [Verse 2] Lately I have desperately pondered Spent my nights awake and I wonder What I could have done in another way To make you stay Reason will not reach a solution I will end up lost in confusion I don't care if you really care As long as you don't go [Pre-Chorus] So I cry, and I pray, and I beg [Chorus] Love me, love me Say that you love me Fool me, fool me Go on and fool me Love me, love me Pretend that you love me Leave me, leave me Just say that you need me So I cry and I beg for you to Love me, love me Say that you love me Leave me, leave me Just say that you need me I can't care 'bout anything but you (Anything but you) [Outro] Love me, love me Say that you love me Fool me, fool me Go on and fool me Love me, love me I know that you need me I can't care 'bout anything but you

[hgejfmw-hgejhsf]

Val's December Drabbles Day 15/25

Can y'all believe there are only TEN days left?! Because I surely can't. The random Christmas word generator decided a few days' break was enough, and we're back with more reindeer. Today's word is Blitzen.

“Did you know,” Henry begins, “that Donner and Blitzen are derived from the Dutch words for thunder and lightning?” “Nope,” Alex confirms, settling into the couch and preparing for a deep dive into fictional reindeer lore. Which is how Alex soon finds himself in the New-York Historical Society, watching as Henry gazes down at a handwritten copy of the original poem. “Said to be ‘the best known verses ever written by an American,’” Henry explains, his fingertips pressed against the glass. “Once you get your citizenship, it’s over for ol’ Saint Nick,” Alex says, planting a kiss on Henry’s cheek.

The series collection lives beneath the cut!

Day 1: Merry Day 2: Punch Day 3: Prancer Day 4: Comet Day 5: Poinsettia Day 6: Happy Day 7: Crowds Day 8: Dasher Day 9: Wreath Day 10: Holiday Day 11: Tradition Day 12: Greetings Day 13: Advent Day 14: Holly

And you find the entire series here on AO3!

[marine-indie-gal]

Even though I already did Krampus in the SB Universe for One of My AUs, here is My TRUE Depiction of the Anti-Santa for My Adaptation of Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer as the Main Antagonist.

Unlike the backstory of Him in the SB-Verse, My Krampus has a very different backstory compare to his Other Counterpart.

Krampus was once a Man named "Christopher Von Golf" as he was once a Good Friend towards Saint Nicholas (who would then go on to become Santa Claus). Chris and Nick were once Two Close Friends of Opposites, but as they grew older, they decided to work at a Church for each and every of their Former Town's National Holiday in which at Church, Nick would give gifts for the Children who have been good while Chris would punish the Bad Children who have not been good this year by whipping them.

Although as time passed for the Two, Saint Nick was often recognized by the Town more often since he was a Good Saint which leaves Chris being overshadowed by his own Best Friend (mostly because of how all the Children feared him as Chris never receive any Naughty Children to punish as his population in the Church grew less). However, this made Christopher even more jealous than before and ever since the One Accident that when he spotted a Child stealing something from Someone outside of Church, he was arrested for Child Abuse.

But knowing that his life would change however when one faithful night at Prison, Chris escaped after manipulating a Guard that he killed, he went out of his way to find an Old Public Library in which he found a Magic Spell Book on how to summon a Deity from Ancient Times. Chris chose to possessed Hel so that he can recover from his own sins but as Chris made the most biggest mistake of his entire life that he cannot ever forget, The Norse Death Goddess, Hel possessed Christopher upon his own hatred and became what children truly saw within him...A Monster. Thus becoming "Krampus".

When former Christopher Von Golf has abandoned his own Humanity, he kidnapped every child during the night to feast upon them at Church as when his Former Friend (Nicholas) saw on what was happening during the night, he felt horrified, seeing his own Best Friend feasting on the Dead Kids which lead the Two Ex-Partners into a Gigantic Fight at Church. But when Nicholas however had summoned God, the Angels that God sent blasted Krampus far far away in a Cold Place (which would later become the North Pole) as he was lost through the foggy cold weather.

With Nick and Chris' former days of Morality have left behind, they went to become the World's famous Two Holiday Mascots. Of course, Krampus desires revenge upon his Former Partner now Arch-Nemesis as in My Rudolph story, Krampus plans to take over the Entire North Pole to kidnapped and enslave every Child (no matter if the One could be either Naughty or Nice) to take them to Yule Hell and even overthrow his Arch-Enemy for Good. Only for his defeat, Rudolph shines his Nose so bright, it causes the entire Northen Lights to shine over Krampus to lose all of his power (since Rudolph is actually the Descendant of a Powerful Reindeer with Light named "Sol".)

Krampus (c) Christmas Folklore Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer (c) Robert L. May

[univsolmc]

Lyrics:

You need to check me in

And strap me up,

'cause I'm crazier than a

mother*ck

You need to check me in

And strap me up,

'cause I'm crazier than a

mother*ck

Verse 1:

Don't f*ck with my radio

They keep telling me I need to play it low

Can't be letting them suckas mess up my flow

Turn that muthafucka up and let the speakers blow

Let the speakers blow?

Yeah let the speakers blow!

Its unfortunate but its all I own

They took everything else, except my soul

Trying to control my every move, so I hover below

Hook:

Can't f*ck with my style

Verse:

This the sound of the underground, the misused, the mislead, the misunderstood and the misrepresented

5 attributes can't define I,

Not when the most High carry atleast 99

And counting, we can go til infinity

Light years and beyond, until your just thoughts a memory

Get the picture, hope you see this clear

Its electric! Boogie-woogie sittin in that chair

Murderous verses, usher them off some hearses

Lyrics from the criminally insane, sissy's hide your purses

Infectious rap minus the rash

A bareing more than gifts when I reach in my bag

Like o saint nick, get it prick I am that bad

I'll smoke ya, go ahead take a drag

Of some hot lead all up in that aSs.

(Keep bouncing)

Ask yourself do you really want it that bad

CREDITS

Music produced by L. Beasley

Performed by Uni V. Sol and DJ Stylus

Written by U. Sol