#stan block b

[keehomania]

some kpop stans genuinely need a fucking reality check actually some of u little ku klux keyboard klan members need to go outside and touch grass instead of mouth-breathing ur wack ass opinions that deserve a death sentence and i mean f(x) electric shock nananana death sentence. why are u going out of your way to defend people like zico? kris wu?? taeil??? seungri???? i cant stand some of you hoes i gotta sit tf down to stop myself from filming a live where i kill myself with everyone watching to change the trajectory of ur sad sad lives. wanna get picked so bad by a bunch of googy boogy rapists and child touchers the fuck is wrong with yall ashy asses bro. what u bitches need is to get picked by a priest and the feds. weirdos fr

[bloomette]

I know all the youngsters gonna be mad but with:

2NE1, B.A.P, BigBang OT3, and now Block B all coming back......

💖✨️KPOP is saved ✨️💖

[nenoname]

i'm ngl i feel like a lot of people are just saying 'the stan o' war wouldn't work out' because they just want ford off the boat so they can ship him with fiddleford or something. like come on didn't we watch the same show . the same ending . it pains me that fandoms are so obsessed with shipping all the time.

god im so far from the gf shipping circles that that being the reason why some folks are resistant to them living on the stan o war didnt even occur to me lmaoooooo (plus if they want to ship, they could at least accept that long distance relationships is perfectly fine)

the reason i tend to see is "oh the stan twins havent been on good terms for that long!! it'd be a disaster just because of that!!!" but there's an implication that they spent months planning out their trip with both of them getting closer with soos, which emphasises the importance of family idk

[nugulover69]

Adam from the bible if he slayed 🐍🍎✨

[awwfuckno]

ptooey is wishing you to get well soon (and kimmo too)

Thank you Ptooey!

And thank you, Kimmo, keep being a BBC, buzz on! 💗💗

[fairyhaze-fullofkpop]

> masterlist of groups <

this list is divided into:

- groups i listen to

- groups i stan

- groups i can do scenarios about

groups i stan are always groups i listen to, scenario groups are usually groups i stan.

may update in time

× A.C.E.

× aespa

× ATEEZ

× BigBang

× Block B

× BtoB

× Day 6

× Enhypen

× Everglow

× EXO

× Got7

× Kard

× Monsta X

× NCT 127

× NCT U (Ten)

× NCT Dream

× Oneus

× Onewe

× The Rose

× Seventeen

× SF9

× Shinee (Taemin)

× Stray Kids (used to stan)

× Super Junior

× VIXX

× Xdinary Heroes

I take scenario requests- they may take a while.

I may take requests for groups I stan or listen to, depending on my time, since I'll need to watch shows to get a better hang of them.

I probably won't take scenarios for groups I don't listen to, but maybe I'll make an exception if I'm interested in them.

All scenarios will be based on my personal opinion, if you feel different about them, thats totally fine, but don't waste your time on hating (we both have better things to do)

[likedbyuarmyhope]

going through my old blogs is so wild bc there's so many completely innocuous things armys would say about a member's talent/looks/achievements etc. but nowadays those same things would be considered a dead giveaway that you're a solo stan

[itsthecline]

INTRODUCING… ROUTLEDGE!READER

ִֶָ 𓂃⊹ ִֶָ routledge!reader who was only a year younger than john b , but was the mom of the friend group. yes , she was the baby , and everyone always picked on her for it. she laughed along , but she hated it deep down. she was the one to make sure the house was running smoothly even before her dad went missing. she was the one to make sure john b didn’t get in any more trouble than he already did on his own. she wasn’t a child , and she hated when the people who were closest to her poked at that sore spot— even if it was unintentional.

routledge!reader who didn’t date. period. she didn’t have time for boys or girls or love life drama. she had a plan and a timeline to get her life together , and that would only mess things up. she had hook ups every once in awhile— one night stands. the only time she broke that rule of hers was for rafe cameron. there was never feelings involved , just mind blowing sex. she made it very clear , but unfortunately for her , rafe developed real feelings for her. as soon as he confessed , she broke it off. she had no time for that.

routledge!reader who knew jj and pope had a thing for her , but also knew they had a thing for kie. they were teenage boys that hung out with two girls constantly. it was bound to happen ; hormones. each of jj’s advances were blocked by her. she would laugh them off , shoving him away from her. she didn’t mind it entirely , only when she really thought about it all.

routledge!reader who’s best friend in the entire world is kiara carrera. she’s the whole reason kie even became a part of the friend group. they did everything together : shared clothes , worked the same shifts at the wreck , went to the same protests on the mainland , told each other everything. if you saw one , the other wasn’t far behind. she didn’t believe in soulmates until she met kie.

routledge!reader who didn’t realize jj was actually into her until way later than she should’ve. all of the signs were there. truly , it was obvious to everyone but her. part of her always thought that it was just jj being jj , but the other half knew. she wasn’t stupid. maybe she ignored it because subconsciously she felt the same way. who knew?

taglist @sabrina-carpenter-stan-account

[4vanaa]

WHILE YOU WERE SLEEPING, rafe cameron, 05

summary: y/n left the outer banks years ago, determined to build a life far from the memories of her childhood love, rafe cameron. now a botanist, she's moved on-though a quiet part of her still clings to the past. when an event brings her back to OBX, she's forced to confront the one person she never truly forgot.

cw: mature language | masterlist | 04 | 06 |

yourusername 4h

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yourusername i’m a bridesmaid !!!

sarahcameron the most perfect bridesmaid

johnbroutledge the most perfect bride

yourusername no flirting in my comments 🙅‍♀️

miaroan ugh can this wedding come faster, i need to get drunk again

yourusername girl you got drunk last night

miaroan i want to do it again

kiecarrera omg we’re so cute

jjmaybank i’m cuter

cleo well no !

sarahcameron wedding festivities can officially commence

cleo finally

jjmaybank all thanks to me, really helped john b out

popeheyward well no!

user aww couple goals ^^ 😏

cleo mama your wedding behind you 💜

miaroan 🤣🤣

sarah’s phone

rafecameron 1h

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rafecameron been working on something special. sunshine is yours 12.13

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rafesreverie claiming 🙏🙏

user okay now release an album

sarahcameron sunshine 🧐

rafecameron reflecting on my love for the sun

topperthornton oh totally

kelce2fye definitely sounds right

rafesmuse already soty

jjmaybank oh yes my sunshine too has a face

rafecameron ur going to be blocked soon

rafeupdates come release this 🐱next

user bro you’re gonna make him limit the comments again

blonded excited to listen

user frank release please 🙏

a/n: it’s getting better, just bear with me please 🙏 ahh i love gracie, wonder what she’s doing there 🧐🧐

tags: @xoxo-ada @sabrina-carpenter-stan-account

[mrs-barnes-rogers-writes]

The Things I Can Do To Her (One Shot)

(A much requested follow up to The Things I Want To Do To Her)

Marvel AU

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (a mention of Steve Rogers x Reader)

Theme: A/B/O

Summary: Bucky doesn't want to meet you. It's not that he doesn't want you. He's seen the photos. He's heard the stories from your mutual friends. You're the most beautiful omega he's ever seen, and you sound kind, fun, intelligent and possibly a bit of a handful. You'd be a good match for him AND Steve according to Natasha. He has no problem with sharing, he's not a prude. But that's the problem. Bucky has always been a little kinky, but over the years and as his alpha grew desperate for a mate, it had taken a new form. And that would be too much for you right?

Now he's met you, he's on your tail.

Warnings: A/B/O, sex, rough sex, lack of condom use. It's dirty. You've been warned. Also this is my first time writing smut!!!

You know Bucky's on your tail when you pull the car door closed. His scent nears as the car pulls away and you catch sight of him heading towards you.

"Home Miss?" The driver asks.

"Yes please, as quick as you can."

The joys of having fancy friends, means they connect you with fancy services like personal shoppers, the best restaurants and cars with drivers. Nat tells you they are all handpicked, mostly ex-military and as they drive, and quickly as you've asked, they do so with precision and safety. They're all on the pack payroll and you've told Natasha, as well as Tony, that you'll only use it if they let you pay but you're still yet to see an invoice.

When the driver pulls up outside your apartment you thank him and say goodnight. It's as the doorman opens the door to your building and you hear a screech of tires that you know you're about to have a visitor. You glance briefly down the street and see a car similar to the one you've just been dropped off in, swing quickly but with precision around the corner.

Stan the doorman dips his hat to you as you stroll up the steps.

"Good night Miss?"

"A mixed bag of events Stan." You reply as he opens the door, you pick up your pace a little as you hear a car stop and a door open nearby. Bucky's scent wafts up your nose.

"You know that smirk looks like trouble Miss."

"Me? Never."

You’re one step into the lobby when there's a growl.

"OMEGA!!!!"

It's deep and primal and goes straight between your legs. You pick up the pace as Stan calls after you.

"Shall I shoot him or let him in?"

"Let him in." You laugh, walking as quickly as your red bottomed boots will allow. You press the elevator button repeatedly as Bucky enters the lobby. Your inner omega is giddy as you glance over your shoulder and watch your alpha stride in. Stan clearly recognises him and he salutes him as he passes. He mouths the words 'war hero' at you like you don't know. Bucky's towering stature and broad frame soon blocks your view of grey-haired Stan. You step in quickly to the elevator when the doors open. You hit the button to close the doors. You think you've been clever, you really do. Stupidly thinking there's enough space between the elevator, you, Bucky and the lobby, you take a breath and relax for a split second. As the elevator dings and the doors close you realise your aren't alone. There's a breath near your ear, a warm body against your back, an arm slips around your waist and Bucky's scent is everywhere. He pulls you roughly back into his chest, running his nose down your cheek before rubbing it against the mating bond between the dip of your neck and shoulder.

"You think you're so damn clever don't you Omega." He growled as he started to nibble at your bond.

You feel something hard prodding against your ass and push back.

“You liked your gifts then?”

Bucky growled in response, rolling his hips into your ass. You pushed back smirking to yourself.

“You know…..I didn’t realise The Hobbit would get you going like this. If you’re looking for something more racy let me know.” You quip, as you try and turn in his arms. As you do your leg grazes something in Bucky’s free hand. You glance down and see the gift bag.

"Oh, you don't want them?" You ask, a tint of disappointment in your voice.

"What?" He replies, completely puzzled by your question.

"It's fine, I'll speak to Tony's guy see if I can resell them." You tell him, reaching for the bag.

"I didn't say I didn't want them. I wasn't going to leave them in the bar, not with those drunk idiots passing beer and shots around like circus clowns with water buckets."

"Well if you don't want them I'll just take them back." You say, reaching for the bag.

"I want them Omega." He replies, purring in a way you wonder if he's still meaning the gifts.

The elevator pings for your floor and you push away from him as the doors open, stepping out and walking towards your apartment door. Bucky watches you for a moment. Observing the sway of your hips and how your dress drapes beautifully around your ass.

"Goodnight James." You say, unlocking the door. Bucky's not sure what pisses him of more. The fact you're not even casting him a glance or that you've called him James and not Alpha. When he realises you've stepped into you apartment and the elevator doors are about to close, he acts quickly. Striding across the hallway, he kicks the door with his foot to stop it closing. He kicks it closed behind him and drops the gift bag on a console table you have near the door. You're taking off your jacket as he approaches you, slipping it off your arms and tossing it over a nearby chair. He mimics your actions and watches as you go over to a drinks trolley and pour yourself a vodka. Bucky notices the bottle. It's expensive. The same one Natasha drinks. He final takes his gaze off you and looks around, as you start to pour him an expensive bourbon.

This is the penthouse. You live in a penthouse. On your own. And you'd brought him expensive gifts. Sam was right. Your dirty books really did make you a lot of money and you didn't want him for his. Not like those other omegas that had sniffed around.

"You're looking around like you're lost." You say to him, as you put your hand out to pass him the bourbon. Bucky approaches, a frown on his face and a shake to his head.

"Sam said something earlier."

"Oh? What? Because he says a lot of things."

Bucky lets out a huff of laughter and takes the drink from you. He takes you in as he takes a sip. The way the dress wraps your body. The fact he's sure you aren't wearing much in the shape of underwear, and then there’s the boots. Louboutin's, if he's not mistaken. You were younger than him by a few years and quite possibly the sexist omega he'd ever seen. He wanted to do unspeakable things to you and you'd not even flinched when you'd overheard them. Now, you stood looking back at him, leg slightly jutted out to one side and Bucky wants to drop to his knees and run his tongue up the inside of your thigh. He takes another sip of his drink instead.

"This is the good stuff." He says, glancing at the glass.

"Yeah, well Nat kept giving me shit about buying cheap booze, said it looked out of place on the fancy drinks trolley."

Buck hummed in agreement and took a step towards you.

"Sam said something earlier. Said you didn't need me for money."

"Wow, is that why you think I'm interested? Your money?"

"Honestly, it crossed my mind. Since this," Bucky said, shrugging his left shoulder, "any interest in me, as an alpha, boyfriend, potential mate, it's always comes down to the money."

"How so?"

"I got a big pay out from what happened, enhanced pension, Stark gave us all shares because we got him out, the few dates I've been on they start telling me about the gifts they'd like on the first date. Second dates roll around and they start sending me links to things they want. But none of them ever want to take a step further. I guess getting someone to see passed the arm, all the shit I carry around, I guess that costs money huh?" He tells you. He casts a look down at his feet, before looking around and shaking his head. The others were right, you didn’t need or want his money, but were you a match? Surely you could do better than an alpha like him that’s carrying a few extra pounds. Finishing the glass he steps forward and leans around you to put the glass on the trolley. Your bodies are close to touching and as he rights himself he can’t help but slip his hand to your waist. You mirror his actions, putting down your glass, but as you look back at him you look up in away that makes his legs weak. Like you want to give him the world. Like you admire him. Like you adore him. Your bodies graze each other and as he watches your eyelids flutter, you simply ask.

“Can I touch you Alpha? Please?”

He holds in the shuddered breath he wants to let out, swallows hard and nods. You lean into him, and his hand slips from your waist to around your back. You run a hand up his chest, letting it travel up his neck into his hair. Your other hand travels up his metal arm. Your eyes are fixed with his and Bucky holds his breath. You squeeze slightly, before breaking eye contact and looking down at your hand on his metal arm.

"This matters alpha but not in the way that you think." You released your grip on him, and slid it up to place it over the dip in his neck. Exactly where his bonding mark sat. A spot that you hoped would soon have your teeth marked into it. "What happened to you Bucky, it's part of who you are, just the same as every moment that happens to each of us. Same as things that have happened to me, to Steve, to our friends, they've made us who we are. It matters because what they did to you, is fucking horrendous. I might only be an omega but I'd rip their throats out if I could. You have to live with the outcome each day. Physically, mentally, emotionally, everything. It matters. It doesn't stop me wanting you."

Bucky shook his head in disbelief. You gripped the back of his head neck hard with one hand, and gripped his bond with the other, causing his eyes to snap to yours.

"It doesn't make me want you less. It makes me want you more."

Bucky let out a gruff but you didn't faulter.

"It makes me want to love you. To care for you. To hold you on your bad days, and the good. To try and make you happy." You tell him, moving your hand from the back of his neck and running it through his hair. You feel him relax. "Because you deserve it. You deserve to have your happy ending, a mate, half a dozen kids, whatever it is you want, and if that's not me than that's okay. You deserve a lot better than me. I'm told I'm a handful. But if it is me, then I'm yours Alpha. In any and everyway you want me."

You go to pull away but Bucky's grip on you is firm. His lips get nearer and hover over yours.

"Tell me again." He says, lips brushing yours as he speaks. "Tell me again, that your mine Omega, that you'll be mine, mine and Steve's, but know there's no going back if you do. If you say it, I'll never let you go."

His lips brush yours and you nod slowly, attempting to catch his lips with yours. He edges just a little away.

"Words Omega. I need to hear it."

"I'm yours Alpha, in every way."

Then his lips are on yours. Firm but slow. You reciprocate, and open your mouth slightly, hoping to feel his tongue against yours. Instead he pulls your lip with his teeth and nips at it with his canines. It's a welcome surprise when you nip him back. He pulls away and looks at you, face full of want and need. He ran his thumb over your lips and you opened them, showing him your own canines. Smaller than his as an omega but very much out and there. You'd let her out and she was willing. Every inch of Bucky's resolve snapped in that moment.

You were giving yourself to him. Possibly even submitting. You ran one your canines against his thumb, and as if to prove to him they were there for him. Then his lips were on yours again, frantic and wanting. He pushed his tongue into your mouth and you reacted in turn. One of his hands was on your ass and another on your neck as he rolled his hips against you. You lifted one of your legs and hooked it around his hip, making him buck against you and growl.

"Hold on to me." He growled against your lips. You put one hand on the base on his neck and another on his shoulder as Bucky grabbed you by the back of your thighs and lifted you. You chirped and wrapped your legs around him. You kissed him hard and he returned it. Pulling away for a moment, he muttered against your lips.

"Bedroom?" He asked.

"Double doors." You replied. Bucky made his way over to the doors with you still wrapped around him. Moving his metal arm to hold you under your ass, he used his other to slide open one of the doors. His lips continued to chase yours as he placed you on the huge bed. He feels you reach down to unzip your boots but he stops you, his hand over yours.

"Leave them on, at least whilst they’re around my neck."

"Who says they're going to be around your neck?”

"I do, now lay back and be a good girl."

You lay back on the bed, your ass near the edge as Bucky's hand spreads against your stomach as if to reinforce the instruction. He kneels and his head disappears under your dress and you feel his stubble rub against your thighs as he kisses them softly at first and then firmly as he ascends. He starts again when he reaches your mound, soft first and then firm. You gasp when he nudges his nose against your clit. He pulls at your lace underwear, now damp from your arousal. He flips up your dress and glances up at you, his eyes asking for consent.

"Please Alpha." You say, voice needy. Bucky pulls at your underwear, his impatience causing him to rip them. You feel his breath against you, as he pulls your legs onto his shoulders. "Say red if you want me to stop."

And then he descends. He licks at your clit before sucking at it. You feel his fingers against your core and his lips moved down. You feel his tongue begin to lap at you and his nose rubbed at your nub. You gasped as your back arched. Spurred on by your reaction, Bucky continued his motions. He moved and began to suck at your clit again, this time pushing a finger inside you.

"Alpha!" Spilled from your lips and Bucky growled against you, the vibration going straight into your pussy. You reached down and pushed your fingers into his hair and pulled. He growled again and removed his finger, burying his tongue into your folds. You could hear and feel how wet you were. Bucky pulls away for a moment, telling you how good you taste before his mouth is back on you. You feel him move back towards your clit and then feel the return of his finger, adding a second when you moan. The debauched groan you let out let's your alpha know he's found the right spot. He curls his fingers and you start to rock your hips.

"Good girl."

The praise goes straight to your pussy and you arch your back again and pull at his hair.

"Fuck Alpha!!" You callout. He quickens his actions as your gasps and moans get louder. One of your legs slips off his shoulders as you rock. Bucky grabs at it with his free hand and throws it back over his shoulder. "Shit, fuck Alpha. Bucky you're gonna, fuck."

You don't need to explain to Bucky. He knows you're close with how your legs tremble, how your scent has picked up and how your pussy flutters around his fingers. He curls his fingers a little more and sucks hard on your clit. When you pull his hair again he growls again against you and it's your undoing. You tighten around his fingers and your back arches so much that you feel like you might be levitating. You pulse around him and you feel distinctively wetter. Bucky pulls his fingers from you and you sure he murmurs 'fuck yes' as his tongue dives again between your folds. You wither on the bed, Bucky's name a whisper on your lips and your hand loose in his hair. He slows and you look down to see steel blue eyes looking back at you. He pulls away and lowers your legs from his shoulders.

"You taste so damn good 'mega." He tells you as he licks his lips.

Bucky raises from his knees in front of you and stands. He pulls off the black knitted sweater he's wearing to reveal his under shirt. Your omega perks up and you push yourself up. Bucky cups your face with one hand and undoes his belt with the other. You look at him, cheeks flushed but a glint in your eye, ready for your alpha. He rubs a thumb over your lips and they part, letting him in and sucking. He pants slide partway down his firm thighs and you reach forward and slip your hands into the back of his boxers and pull them down. You smile around Bucky's thumb, as they seem to struggle over the front, and you bring your hands around to lower them and release his cock. You smile again as it practically bounces free. Big, heavy, and dripping for you. You want him in your mouth immediately. You look up at him for permission to carry on and Bucky nods, slipping his thumb from your mouth, but keeping a hand on your neck. He's heard plenty from friends and the guys at the VA to know omegas rarely take their alphas in their mouths these days but god he hopes you do.

You slowly take him in your hand, before tilting your head and running your tongue up the side of his cock.

"Fuck." He gasps.

You take him fully into your mouth and he gasps again.

"Fuck 'mega."

Bucky looks down and he's sure your smiling around him. Your head moves back and forth against his cock and his body responds automatically rocking his hips. His grip on your neck gets firmer and you moan around him. The hands you've placed on his thighs grip him firmly. His free hand slipped into your dress and squeezed at one of your breasts and you moan around him again. You look up, your mouth still on him, and Bucky, knows it's his knot talking but he thinks he's falling in love with you. He rocks his hips and you relax your throat and take him more. Bucky can't remember when he's last felt this good. When your hands move to grip his ass, he feels his knot start to swell. He doesn't want to stop you, he really doesn't but he won't risk spilling down your throat so soon and knotting your mouth. He pulls out and you huff.

"Hey, I wasn't done." You say, voice rough from his cock nudging your throat. He smirks at you, amused by your keenness to have his dick in your mouth. He grips the back of your neck and pulls you to stand quickly. You snap your jaws at him in response and he kisses you hard, slipping his tongue in his mouth. It's followed by you nipping and growling at each other. Bucky's hands slide up your sides and he grips your dress and pulls it over your head.

He drops it to the floor as he takes you in. He begins to purr as he cups your breasts and runs his hands over you. He notices some of the tops of your legs are scattered with scars here and there, as is your stomach. He lets his thumb run across one on your hip. When he looks back at your face you refuse to meet his eyes. Running one hand around your back and another to the back of your head, Bucky pulls you against him, and kisses you with everything he has. You relax against him and he lifts you into his arm. He places you back on the bed and fully steps out of his pants.

A surge in confidence has him pulling off his undershirt. You had shown him all of you and he wanted to do the same. He placed one knee on the bed and placed a hand on your thigh as you silently reached for him. Realising you still had your boots on, he slowly unzipped them. Placing soft kisses on your legs as he went, he pulled the boots off of you. He lifts you further up the bed and reaches for two of your pillows. He places one under your head and another under your hips. You admire him as he does. Bare as you are but face full of concentration and care. You glance at his shoulder. The scars he bares are worse than yours, for worse reasons too but he's allowing you to see them.

"Alpha." You say softly, reaching for him. He crawls up your body, kissing you when he's eye level with you. It's softer this time but still all encompassing. You run your hands over his shoulders and into his hair. Feeling him hard against you causes you to kiss him back with fever, and you slip a hand between you to grip him. He stops you as your hand meets his cock and pins it down. You snap your jaws at him and he growls back.

"Be patient."

You huff and wrap your legs around him. He mutters that you're a handful against your lips and nips along your jaw, down you neck and to your bonding mark. He runs he tongue against it and then his canines, causing you to gasp. Your body reacts and slick forms between your legs as you open them wider. Bucky snakes his free hand down your body and between your legs and guides himself in as your body reacts to him.

"Alpha! Fuck!" You breathed out as he stretched you. Bucky nipped at your neck again, your body responding immediately to your alpha, hips moving to allow him further into you.

"You're so tight doll, so good for me."

He stilled for a moment taking you in, you gazed back at him and ran a hand through his hair. Realising he was still holding one of your arms down, he went to let go but you moved quickly and pulled his hand back. You slotted your fingers into his as if you were holding hands but with him still holding you down. Finding you wanted him to hold you like that, he rocked his hips, and you pushed back.

You really are a handful, he thought.

You rocked more and Bucky growled at you.

"Behave."

You went to kiss him but bit his lip instead. Bucky growled and rocked in and out of you, as you began to arch your back for more friction against him, he slipped his arm around your back and gripped you tightly. You pushed your hips up to his again, so he pushed harder. You groaned and he quickened his pace.

"More Alpha. Bucky please."

He thrust harder, deeper and faster. Your hips continued to meet as much as you could with how Bucky was holding you. The arm around you started to grip you harder and you felt yourself dip more into the mattress as he body pressed even more into your, using his weight to hold you down. He began to grind his hips harder into yours and you cried out as he hit your sweet spot.

"Fuck, Alpha right there. Fuck."

Bucky was relentless, and you felt your orgasm building, like a coil in your stomach about to snap. Feeling his knot being to swell, he placed his lips against your ear.

"Present Omega." He said, voice gruff. It wasn’t a command but you obeyed anyway. Bucky didn’t pull out of you until you began to push yourself up, waiting to see if you’d willingly present to him. He smirked as you did and he reached out to help you turn. You took his help but snapped your teeth at him as you did. Bucky returned it with slapping your ass. “You really can’t behave, can you?”

“I think you might need to teach me how.” You said as you presented your ass to him, wiggling it for added effect, as you positioned yourself on the pillows. Bucky squeezed your slapped cheek hard.

“No, I don’t think I will, I like you like this, full of trouble, and full of me.” He said pushing into you. The moan you let out was sinful. He pulled out again, leaving just the tip before pushing in deeply again. The moan you let out let him know he was in the right spot. He ran his metal hand up your spine, and gripped your shoulder where your mark was and started to pull in and out of you deep and slowly at first and then quickening his pace. The groans and gasps you let out encouraging him.

“Don’t worry ‘mega. I know you were close, gonna get you to come for me, gonna fill you up, fill you full of my seed. Didn’t even ask me for a condom dirty girl. You’re mine aren’t you doll? Say you’re mine ‘mega, say you’re mine and Stevie’s.”

Your reply comes muffled from the pillow and is full of need.

“Yours alpha, yours, yours and Steve’s, please, knot me, fuck please.”

Bucky pace quickens to the point of being frantic and he suspects he’ll have to carry you wherever you want to go in the morning. Before he has chance to worry if it’s too much, like he has since you were first mentioned to him, your voice calls out to him asking for more. He fucks into you harder and faster and you call out to him again.

“Close Alpha. Please, close.”

He squeezes your mark as he pounds into you.

“Cum for me Y/N, cum on your alpha’s dick.”

You cum hard, clenching around him. Feeling you tighten around him and the debauched moan you let out push Bucky over the edge and he comes with a shout.

“Fuck ‘mega.” He roars out, knot popping into place and securing you into him. His dick is still twitching when he leans over you, his chest to your back. He nips at your mark and he feels you relax underneath him. Your scent is full of contentment and Bucky exhales deeply.

“You okay?” He asks. You tilt your head a little and nod. You catch the way Bucky’s looking at you. It’s not concern, but curiousness. Is he wondering if you’re okay with what just happened? If it was too much? Or how willing you’d been?

“I’m okay Alpha. I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard before. I definitely haven’t presented or chirped before."

Bucky kisses you as much as he can from the position you’re in and tells you he’s going to get you comfortable. He wrapped an arm around your middle and lifted you, using the other to move the pillows. You whimpered a little as his knot pulled as he moved you both to your sides.

“Shit, sorry doll.”

“It’s okay.” You replied, voice tired. One arm stayed around you, as Bucky settled you both, the other now acting as a pillow as you laid your head on his bicep. Bucky speaks to you, his voice low, telling you how beautiful you are, that he’ll take care of you, whispers of the future on his lips as you drift off to sleep.

[pombeom]

you’re such a tease! | bnd taesan fic (nsfw)

pairings: strangers to friends to lovers, college/university au, dom!taesan x sub!reader

warnings: lowercase intended, lots of flirty jokes, smut, unprotected sex, nicknames and name calling, teasing, taesan is a big flirt, boob play, dry humping, fingering, edging, creampie, dirty jokes??, fluff ending?

a/n: hello! long time no see! it’s been months since my last post on here and i’m so sorry for that 😭. i’ve been really busy with university and i guess writing kinda took the back seat. can’t promise that i will keep writing consistently, but i really want to post more regularly in the new year. also i know that this isn’t txt content, but i’ve been a bnd stan since debut and i really wanted to write this so i really hope you like it none the less! if you want more bnd drabbles then please lmk!

mdni! nsfw content!

the entire car journey was filled with nerves and excitement. the combination of both drove you slightly insane as you shuffled around in your seat constantly, trying to calm yourself down. you checked the maps once again and see the time has changed from 30 minutes to 5. now you really struggled to hold it in. 

as your dad steered the car right, you enter the campus, welcome banners awaiting your arrival. this was it. your new home. the thumping in your chest grew louder as your mouth stretched across your face into an eager smile. 

“you ready?” your mum asks as your dad parks the car. 

you nod in response, trying to contain your exhilaration. almost jumping, you head off to the main reception following the yellow signs. you weren’t surprised but a long queue awaited you. of course there were other students moving in too. but you were patient and took your place at the back of the line. 

eventually, you made it to the front of the queue and after giving the lady in white your full name and details, she hands you a set of keys and a brochure of instructions. you smiled, thanking her and walked back grinning at your new keys. 

“ah! watch where you’re going!” a raspy voice calls out. 

you turn to face a tall guy dressed in a black band tshirt and dark wash jeans, your head having to tilt a significant amount just to be able to see his face which bore a grimace which changed instantly upon meeting your eyes. his once sour expression morphed into one of flirtation. 

“i’m so sorry. i wasn’t looking.” you say hastily in attempts to end this interaction as soon as possible. you weren’t sure how much longer you could take his staring before you start melting under his control. 

“that’s quite alright. my name’s taesan. what’s your?” oh great. seems like he has other plans. 

“y/n. you’re a first year right?” to which he nods. 

“where are you living this year? i’m guessing on campus?” 

“mhmm. yeah. i’ve been placed at oak hill house.”

“really? me too.” despite the obvious excitement of the news, he maintained his cool tone, still giving you a flirty smile. 

“oh that’s great! i have to go now. my parents are waiting outside but i guess i’ll see you around then?” 

“yeah sure. see you.” 

you wave him a quick goodbye and sped off away from him. the breath you had been holding comes out frantically. no one has managed to make you feel as nervous as taesan just did. with that being said, you prayed that you would never have to run into him again. 

it takes a few hours for you to unload the car and unpack everything into your room, bathroom and kitchen, but with your parents help, everything eventually finds its place and before long, they bid you farewell, taking turns to hug you as you cry into their arms. 

even though you were excited at the prospect of freedom, leaving your parents was always going to be the hardest part of university. you send them off as you stand there holding in your tears, not wanting any of your peers catching you crying outside and soon they drive off until you’re left there alone. 

just as you turn to head back into your block, a familiar face awaits you by the entrance of your building. 

“taesan? what are you doing here?” 

“i live here stupid. i’m on the 3rd floor.” 

“oh right. i forgot. i’m on the 2nd.” 

“did your parents just leave?”

“yeah…it feels so empty now,” you tried not to bring down the mood but he seemed willing to listen. 

“i get it. my parents left earlier too and it felt weird being alone.” 

there was a still silence that followed but it wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable. instead you felt at ease in his presence. 

“do you want to go somewhere?” he asks, pulling his charming expressions once again, making it almost impossible for you to say no. 

so off you go to spend the rest of the evening with your new friend. 

“oi! give me some!” you jump up trying to grab the packet of haribos from taesan. 

he was dangling it above his head, seemingly teasing you for your height, as he burst out laughing at your attempts to grab it from him. no matter how high you jumped it was always just inches away from your reach, and each attempt had taesan laughing at you even more. 

“taesan come on! give me some too!” 

“what do i get for giving you some?”

“i’ll literally do anything. just give me one!”

“anything huh? will you give me a kiss?” he points to his cheek, grinning at your defeated expression.

his request had you freeze as you try and make sense of what he just said. but instead of giving him what he wants, you begin playfully hitting him and as soon as he let his guard down, you grab the packet from him and run off giggling like a child. 

eventually, you slow down catching your breath thinking you were at a safe enough distance from him. you were wrong. your feet are suddenly lifted from the ground, and your body is no longer in your control. taesan picked you up and fling you over his shoulder and begins carrying you back to your accommodation. 

“taesan put me down for fuck sake! i’ll give your sweets back please just put me down!”

“is that you begging, honey?”

you’d known taesan for 2 months now and so you’d grown accustomed to his playful teasing. although there were times you weren’t sure if he was joking or not. 

“oh shut up!” 

“keep up that attitude and i won’t put you down anytime soon.” 

“i’m sorry. but please can you out me down. i can feel my braincells shaking from being upside down.” 

“oh come on y/n. stop being dramatic. but if you do want a real good ‘braincell shake’ i know a way to give it to you.” you couldn’t see his face but you knew he was smirking at his very subtle joke. 

“why am i even friends with you?” you sigh grudgingly, trying to appear annoyed when in fact your stomach was doing flips. 

even though you were just friends with taesan, you couldn’t help but be attracted to him. whether it be his excessive physical touch or random flirty pick up lines, you were always on edge around him, completely unsure of what to expect and how to behave. he’d always push your buttons and get your face looking redder than a tomato when you end up leaving. 

finally, you felt your feet touch the ground as he puts you back down. you try and reorientate yourself and once you do, you realise you’re outside your block. he’d seriously carried you all the way back from the convenience store. 

“come on, let’s go each a movie at mine.” he grabs ahold on your hand and drags you through the several doors in the building until you’re standing outside his room. taesan digs into his pocket to get his keys,  unlocking the door whilst swiftly pulling you into his room. 

in the last few months, you’d been in here more times than you could have counted so you were familiar with the small confinements of his room. you took your usual seat at the end of the bed as he passes you the sweet bag and gets his laptop from his desk. 

“honey, move up. give me some space.” 

after a bit of shuffling, the two of you are squashed under the covers of his single bed, his long legs almost hanging off the end of the bed. till this day you still wander how he even fits in the bed. 

“what do you wanna watch?” you ask, scrolling through netflix. 

“you.” 

you felt the best of his stare and immediately you’re flustered, visibly turning red. 

“taesan stop joking around!” you give him a playful slap on the arm as he chuckles. 

“i meant the show called ‘you’. it’s good apparently.” the smirk that remained on his face, however, suggested that this was just some sort of coverup for his joke. 

“ugh. you’re such a tease.” you roll your eyes at him and turn your attention back to the laptop screen, searching up “you”. 

“you think this is teasing, honey? want me to show how much of a tease i can be?” his arm reaching out in front of you caging you between his body and the wall beside his bed. 

his eyes pierce into yours with a glint of playfulness. you don’t realise his movements but he shuts his laptop, shifting it to the bedside table and swiftly pulls you into his lap so you’re straddling him. 

“taesan…what are you doing?” your voice comes out in an almost whisper as your chest heaves up and down as your heart rate increases. 

“teasing you, darling. you look so cute when you’re flustered.” 

his hands grab ahold of your thighs, slowly inching up towards your heat. he gives you a quick squeeze upon reaching your inner thigh, earning him a sharp moan. 

“taesan stop. we’re just friends. we can’t be doing this.” you slightly stutters as you try and move his hands away from your legs. 

“just friends? does it look like i wanna be ‘just friends�� with you? i’ve liked you since we first met. and im almost certain you feel the same way about me. so no i don’t think we’re just friends, don’t you agree, honey?” 

he was right and you were afraid to admit it. the exchanged looks and casual holding hands wasn’t something that “just friends” did. 

you weren’t sure how to respond so instead you shift closer to his body, feeling his now hardened cock against your core. the feeling of it against your clothed skin had you biting your lip, trying to not react to the sensation. 

without wasting any time, taesan holds your face, pulling you closer towards his. you close your eyes and part your mouth, expecting to feel his lips against yours but instead you’re met with a soft snicker. 

“are you that desperate to kiss me?” your eyes open, slighting raging at the extent of his teasing. 

“fuck you! i can’t believe i le-“ before you could finish your sentence, his mouth crashed against your engulfing you into a deep kiss. your stiffened face relaxes against his palm, allowing yourself to melt into the kiss. your hands travel to his neck, wrapping yourself around him, letting him deepen his embrace. 

he’s the first to break away, slowly moving away from you. his hands travel up your shirt, caressing your skin as he makes his way to your chest. your low cut top gave his easy access to your breasts as he begins fondling the plush of your boobs through your bra, your silenced moans escaping your swollen lips. 

soon enough your top comes off leaving your pink bra exposed. 

“my god, y/n. who knew you were hiding such sexy lingerie under that top. did you wear that for me?”

he’d clocked you again but you weren’t going to admit it so you just too your eyes and unclasp the hooks and pull it off in one move. 

“are you gonna get to it or what?” 

“ooh, feisty. how did you know that i liked my women in charge?” 

his palms give each breast a squeeze before starting to suck your hard nipple. his fingers diligently move over to the other one toying with it, pinching and pulling every so often, whilst his other hand rests at the curve of your waist. 

he begins to kiss around the muscle of your breast, slightly biting and leaving red marks around it. you fingers interlace his hair pulling his head closer to your chest. 

you became needy and it showed. you forced him to detach from your tits and pulled off his red t-shirt. your hands trailed down from his neck, making its way to his lower abdomen, edging close to the band of his jeans. 

“now, now. let’s slow down. there’s still time for that,” his expression now containing a mix of flirtation and lust, “i need you to strip. but keep your panties on.” 

you wasted no time to remove yourself of your jeans as you then go back to straddling him. 

“i want you to ride me, princess. i wanna see you ruin yourself over my jeans.” 

steadying yourself, you hold his shoulders for support as you begin grinding against his clothed crotch. your panties were thin and wet increasing the friction between the surfaces. your speed increased with the volume of your whimpers and you rut against him in hopes for a release. 

“ahhh! fuck! i’m so close.” 

“keep going, y/n. keep grinding on me like the whore you are.”

the sudden profanity of his language clicked something in your head, feeling the buildup of your first orgasm in between your legs. 

“ahh! taesan! i’m gonna cum.” 

instead of feeling the bliss of your first release, the sudden loss of contact, sends your high crashing back down. 

“what the fuck!” you exclaim, noticing taesan rejoicing at your annoyance. 

“i told you. i’m gonna show you how much of a tease i can actually be.” 

“can you just fuck me already?” 

“only if you beg for it, honey.”

“taesan, please can you fuck me. i need you in me.” 

“is that so? i can make that happen of you really want.” your rapid head nodding has him giggling, “you’re so cute.” 

he removes his jeans and boxers in one go and flips you to trap you under him. pulling your panties to one side, he dips his fingers into the wetness of your pussy, barely pumping his fingers in and out of your entrance. your back arches as he continues to provoke your pussy, hoping for more contact.  

“taesan please, i want your dick.” your whimpering has him on a chokehold because his cock slammed into you less than a second later. 

the sudden brute force in your pussy, has you gasping as he begins to move along your tight walls. he push was strong, his tip hitting your cervix each time. 

“fuck, y/n you’re so tight. your pussy is clenching onto my dick.” 

his pace starts of rhythmic, going steady as he slammed into you. he was hitting deep and hard. it didn’t take him long, however, to pick up his speed, quickly going off-rhythm. his frantic movements had you gripping his sheets, your moans coming out as an almost cry. 

his hand once again hold onto your bouncing tits, playing with your nipples as his other wraps around your neck. his grip was soft yet effective as you feel yourself begin to feel the buildup of your high. 

“shit, honey. i’m gonna cum but i want you to beg for it first.” 

“taesa- ahhh- please. cum inside me. i’m gonna — cum too!” you cry out, almost sobbing at the pleasure of his rutting. 

he is now fucking you at an inhumane speed, chasing after his own high. you feel your stomach knot as the sensation of your orgasm creeps up your lower back. his strokes hit deeper and more intentional now despite the rapid pace, and with one more hit, he spurts his white strings of cum inside you as your own high has you rolling your eyes back deep into your head. 

“look at what a mess you’ve made in my bed,” taesan points out after pulling out. 

you then acknowledge the wet patches of your tears that now stained his pillow case and then look down to see his cum spilling out of you onto his sheets but you didn’t have the energy to react. 

as you catch your breath, taesan begins cleaning both of you up, grabbing a clean towel to wipe you down. he then sits you onto his chair as he changes the sheets, helping you back into bed once he’s done. 

“aww my poor baby,” he comments noticing your legs shaking, being unable to stand without his support, “maybe i went too hard on you.”

“no, it was perfect. best sex i’ve ever had. and with my favourite person too.” 

taesan hops back into bed, wrapping the two of you up in the duvet, engulfing you in a warm embrace. 

“i like you, y/n. i may mess around with you a lot but i really like you. if you’d let me, can i take you out on a date and i promise i won’t tease you like this again.” 

“i would love that. but only on the condition that you continue to tease me like you always do. i like it. and i liked the sex that came with it too. and i also really you.” 

“if that’s all it takes then i promise.” 

[shanklin]

Stan and Ford share a single brain cell.

Literally.

It’s the very special brain cell that turns the holder into a genius. It also likes to suck up all new knowledge it can find.

You lose the brain cell? You lose the knowledge.

As children no one was sure which one of them was the smart twin. Maybe they both were. Maybe neither.

The brain cell holder switched freely depending on who needed it the most. However, the older they got the more Ford used it.

He actually liked to study and feed the brain cell, unlike Stan who just shrugged and let Ford have it most of the time. It’s not like he needed it for much anyway except for getting a passing grade on a test. 5 minutes were usually more than enough.

This was all fine until it wasn’t. Until Ford did all the work, put all the effort into studying, only for Stan to steal and misuse his efforts whenever it was convenient for him to do so.

And let’s not forget that time when Stan skipped school and took control over the brain cell right when Ford was supposed to give a presentation.

Ford was the main holder of the brain cell. All his knowledge and studies went into it. Without the brain cell he was no longer a genius and he couldn't fall back on the knowledge he acquired.

Needless to say the fall out of that presentation wasn’t pretty and Stan promised Ford not to use the brain cell unless Ford allowed it.

He kept that promise even when he shouldn’t have. He never took control over the brain cell to check if Ford’s project was really still working as intended, because he didn’t want to break Ford’s trust and lose him over it.

After he got kicked out however, the promise meant nothing. Stan still used the brain cell rarely, but he used it. He had to use it to survive, though he tried to only use it in emergencies or when Ford was sleeping and the brain cell was not in use, which as the years went by became a concerning rare occasion.

One time Stan stole the brain cell from Ford and read all books he could find on the importance of sleep and yeeted the brain cell back to Ford, hoping he would get the message.

Another time he spent a day wrestling Ford mentally for the brain cell just to learn how to cook basic meals because their mother was worried about Ford's eating habits.

These occasions were few and far in between. So few in fact that a certain dream demon never quite figured out what was going on. He was however slightly impressed and very frustrated with how well guarded the important parts of Ford’s mind were.

Ford never mentioned it, in part because sharing the brain cell has always been as natural as breathing and in part because he was ashamed Bill would think less of him if he knew that the genius mind he chose wasn’t truly Ford's alone.

And then Bill betrayed Ford and the age old question of who the smart twin was finally got its answer.

It was Stanley. With or without the brain cell Ford knew, Stanley would have never been this stupid. He would’ve seen through Bill from the start.

Ford’s stupidity has doomed the world and Ford has no way to stop it. Bill owned him.

Oh, but he doesn’t own the important part right? He hasn’t cracked the brain cell yet. The one thing he needed to activate the portal was still out of his reach.

Ford has no way to keep Bill out of his mind, but years ago he found a way to keep the brain cell out. It was supposed to be an emergency measure if Stan one day decided to keep the brain cell permanently, but it will now be used for the exact opposite.

So Ford threw the brain cell into Stan’s mind, blocked it with an unbreakable spell from coming back and fell asleep smiling.

Let Bill do whatever he wanted with his mind and body, Ford was useless to him now.

Meanwhile Stan wakes up with the knowledge of how to destroy the world and dull emptiness where his brother’s presence used to be.

Meanwhile Ford, with the math skills of a second grader, drinks a mental smoothie and laughs at Bill flipping his shit over Ford suddenly being an idiot.

“Ah, sorry Bill. Could you dumb it down a little? I have no idea what you just said.”

[rhode-island-empire]

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[retirement-home-rumble]

Retirement Home Rumble: Semifinals

Side B

*DISCLAIMER (PLEASE READ):

This poll is referring specifically to the characters played by these streamers. However, Technoblade, the youtuber, tragically passed away last year. I do not want to see anyone being toxic or disrespectful to his legacy. Feel free to spread propaganda and vote for who you want, but anyone crossing a line will be blocked

Why they would crush the other geezers under the cut:

WARNING: There may be spoilers

Grandmother Fa, Gandalf, and Pines Twins (old) Propaganda:

Philza and Techno Propaganda:

[starcat1701]

I was going to make a post analyzing all the references in the credits sequence and how absolutely everything from the headlines ('B-Vengers', 'Nope!', 'The Huh Heard Round the World', etc.) to the selected images (Red Guardian as King Kong, etc.) set the 'New Avengers' up in universe as a joke, and told us (as the audience) that they weren't going to be taken seriously or seen as legitimate, because I am getting tired of blocking people who want to argue with me that Sam 'can have his own team, he just can't call them the Avengers'.

BUT, now Marvel's out there in the real world putting 'New Avengers' posters up over the Thunderbolts* posters (and getting people like Sebastian Stan to do it for the likes), and I just don't see the point, because Marvel's now undercut their own credit sequence and their weak-ass efforts at satire, and is telling the audience it's ok to treat the joke team as legitimate (which, by extension, also tells the audience that all the hate that's currently being hurled at Sam Wilson is also legitimate).

[chongoblog]

Any fun facts about where you decided to put certain mashups in Polka For Another Purgatory?

Sure! In fact I'm just gonna dump all kinds of fun facts about this one:

Here's the mashup itself

FUN FACTS

-Greetings was chosen as the first song for obvious reasons

-Any mashups that use the original song are used for that reason. This includes Destinytrousle, Misery Maker, Semi-Charmed Remix (and technically Take Control right after), Yes Capes, Dear God Do We Live In A Society, Computery Punk, Rocket-Propelled Grenade, Kraken Dance Party, Once In A Lysate Cell, and Ultimate Science Guy.

-Airman no Taosenai with Timber is a reference to NOW That’s What I Call Mashup where I use the polka instrumental of Timber with the acapella of Timber. This transitions to Up N Down, my only other mashup that used Timber

-Smashup was always planned to be during Nintendo Power, because of course. I went with Kerfuffle over Smashup because A) It comes directly after Crimson and B) I'd made it a point to not repeat any songs throughout this mashup

-Another fun CPU Kerfuffle in-joke is Crimson specifically being interrupted by Larry, which is both a reference to how streams start up for CPUK past 20, but also to both Larry and Crimson's situation at the time CPUK left off

-The only sample that appears in two songs is "Shelter". I associate that song with my boyfriend, Sen (who is moving in this week AAAAAAAAAA), so its level of importance has been reflected in this way.

-Speaking of, ending the song with the bloop from Deadlock was Sen's idea, which makes perfect sense, since the song was meant to be a celebration of me (and Deadlock is my baby) and also a cheer of defeating the creative block of the last few months (which is what Deadlock is about).

-Destinytrousle's part has We Are Number One in it both as a fun little shoutout to the We Are Number One Edits I used to make in college (this one's my favorite) AND as a reference to the fact that the original Destinytrousle mashup was going to have We Are Number One included, but when I showed the draft to a friend, they let me know that the We Are Number One x Bonetrousle mashup was ground well-covered already. I'm glad that they told me that, but I wanted to make it real here anyway.

-The sole purpose for choosing Undying Kermitment on Movin Right Along's part is because Frog is a Frog, just like Kermit. I reinforce this idea by playing the Crazy Frog sample.

-In case you haven't heard the original Polka For Another Day (which you should listen to if you haven't, it's a work of art!), I copy the Usher => CaptainSparklez fakeout directly from that. In fact, Polka For Another Day was a big inspiration for originally doing the fakeout in Yes, Capes!

-Similarly, I wouldn't have made Once In A Lysate Cell without Polka For Another Day. I'd never actually heard Stan before, and I really loved the hook when I first heard it in PFAD. With it lodged in my head, when I first heard the RoR2 track, my brain superimposed the lyrics

-2 songs in this medley will be in the upcoming themed album I've been hyping up for a while.

-In N Out on So No Chi No Sadame came from putting the "Outside" line on the opening section and putting the layered hurried section over the more chaotic instrumental following it. I admit I could have done better since Eminem is kinda left hanging, but hey.

-The segments that I chose for Transcendental Fever Dream were based on my two favorite parts of the mashup: The Rickroll => God dammit and the crazy edit on the Cha Cha Slide.

-This much is probably obvious, but Back 3 Back was on DJ Professor K because of Naganuma. I also accidentally labelled it wrong in the video. Oops!

-The Weird Al segment is meant to replicate the endings of my polka videos where all of the songs are all played in one short section. I decided to represent this with one song from each of the polkas I've covered thus far. This DOES include Bohemian Polka, although I didn't show video of it because I thought it'd clash with how short everyone's video already was. A lot of the song choices were deliberate in the sense that it fit the tone of "Beat It" best, but some were intentionally chosen because of their relevance (to me at least) in the polka medlies. For instance, "Hate to Say I Told You So" is my favorite sample from Angry White Boy Polka, I had the most fun adding the bit for "Pump Up the Jam" into Hooked. And I can't go a DAY without someone commenting about Vivziepop animating for Polkamania.

-Mad Rat Purgatory goes with Jazz Cats only because of the Rats/Mice that accompany them.

Hope you enjoy the insight!!