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gamerwoo · 4 years ago

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[SKZ Imprinted] Chan: Always You

a/n: i don’t have any of the og requests from when i first posted skz imprinted but just know all of these were requested a very long time ago, and i hope you still enjoy them now :]

Characters: Chan x female reader

Genre/warnings: werewolf au, college au, friends to lovers, fluff, some humor ig, angst if you squint

Word count: 4,122

Summary: The two of you didn’t know it back when you were toddlers, but you and Chan were going to mean more to each other than you could ever imagine. But it takes moving away for years, moving back, a year-long relationship with someone else, and two very big secrets before either of you realize that for you and him, it’s always been each other.

a/n: things in bold are in korean

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It had to be you, hadn’t it? You just had to come waltzing into his life like it was no big deal with your big dumb cute grin, and your stupid beautiful eyes that crinkled at the corners when you giggled at something dumb he did.

What did he ever do to go through such torture?

Chris had been best friends with you since you were kids, and you had moved to Australia at the young age of only three. Your parents were friends with his parents because they were neighbors, and that kind of meant the two of you had to hang out. You both grew to enjoy the others company, though, which meant the two of you became best friends by your own accord and not just because you were stuck at his house every Sunday.

However, in the midst of your middle school awkward years, you had moved away to South Korea because of your dad’s promotion at his job, and Chris obviously had to stay back in Australia. That left you sad and alone in a new place with no familiar faces. You didn’t even have a cellphone to keep in contact with Chan; all you had was an online instant messenger where sending pictures wasn’t even a thing. It was all bad grammar and dumb, retro emoji conversations.

The two of you eventually grew apart. You got new friends, he got new friends, and the chatroom you used to communicate just eventually died out like any other fad. You’d think about him occasionally when going through old photo albums, or when telling your friends about the place you used to live, but he wasn’t as prominent in your life anymore.

You eventually ended up moving to a different part of South Korea for college, not too far from where you had lived half your life, but it was still a bit of a drive or train ride to get back. You were sad to say goodbye to your friends – especially a girl a year ahead of you named Aya – but your dream college was in a city your town bordered. So you made the drive back after the credits from your current university transferred, recalling your friends you used to have, and hoping maybe you’d see them again.

After getting unpacked, you left your dorm to explore the campus. That was when you ran into a boy with his head down as he texted while walking. You were a little miffed at first until you looked up and saw those familiar bright eyes. You couldn’t even hide your smile as you looked at Chris as you two sat on the ground where you fell. Your childhood best friend had definitely grown up.

He also was definitely staring at you while saying nothing.

Little to your knowledge, Chris -- who now went by Chan -- had realized he was a werewolf while you were away. He was somewhere between sixteen and seventeen when it happened, and he had been dealing with it ever since. He was slowly learning everything about it from a wolf that had tracked him down in the woods – also unknown to you, it was your friend Aya – and had only ever heard stories of imprinting.

Now, he was experiencing it.

He never told you he was a werewolf, but you had your suspicions once the two of you were falling back into your old routines of being best friends. You knew about a few things from Aya, the girl you had considered your best friend – almost an older sister – and Chan seemed to match those characteristics perfectly. However, you never asked because you were nervous you were wrong and he would think you were crazy. Instead, you continued to observe.

For a year.

A year you didn’t confront Chan about him being a werewolf. A year Chan didn’t confront you about him imprinting on you. A year he didn’t even make a move. Even two rut cycles – he’d make himself scarce for a whole week when those hit, which only furthered your suspicions – and he didn’t do anything to you once.

Bang Chan was the definition of self control.

“What’s the deal?” Chan wondered as he sat down on his tiny couch in the run-down apartment he owned. “What’re we doing tonight?”

It was a rare occasion to have his roommates and members of his pack, Changbin and Minho not there. Chan took the opportunity to invite you over for a sleepover since there wouldn’t be two loud boys to take up the apartment.

When the two of you reconnected, he had just found the last member of his pack, and was helping him deal with imprinting – he had a hard time helping since he didn’t know how imprinting felt until he saw you again. Two of Chan’s pack lived with him after his first roommate -- again, it was Aya, but neither of you knew she knew the other -- in his incredibly tiny apartment in the shittiest part of the city, while the others would just visit whenever they pleased, knowing Chan’s shitty apartment was still a safe haven away from their friends and family that they kept their secret from. Rent was cheap, and Chan was controlling a pack of werewolf boys, so could anyone blame him for going for an apartment in a place where sketchy shit happened on a daily basis?

“Wanna watch Big Hero 6?” you suggested with a shrug as Chan handed you a cup of ramen.

He gave you a skeptical look, mixing his noodles with his chopsticks, “So you can cry for the twelfth time?”

You just replied with a bright smile that he couldn’t say no to. He sighed, rolling his eyes, but putting the movie on anyway to make you happy. He knew it was your favorite, and he secretly enjoyed watching it with you because you’d look to him for comfort when you cried. He always loved to hold you in his arms, and he wondered if you felt like everything was put in place when you were in his hold – that was how he felt holding you.

While the movie played, the two of you made yourselves comfortable. You were sitting with your legs across his lap while you leaned against the arm of the couch, and Chan had his arms over your legs while he leaned against the back of the couch, sinking into the cushions. You were on your phone, occasionally glancing up at the screen.

“What’re you doing?” Chan asked suddenly, making you jump at his voice. When you looked at him, he was playfully glaring at you. “Texting somebody?”

Actually, you were still doing research on werewolves. Would you tell that to Chan? No. However, you were 99% sure at this point that Chan was one, and what better time to ask than now? The two of you were alone, and you had nothing to lose.

“Yeah, a friend of mine, actually,” you lied smoothly, sitting up and moving your legs so you were now sitting crisscross and facing Chan. “She told me something a little weird, actually.”

“What’s that?” he wondered, raising an eyebrow curiously.

“She told me she’s a…werewolf,” you paused for dramatic effect before glancing up from your phone to see Chan’s reaction.

Chan had always been bad at hiding his emotions from you. You could tell he was nervous just from how his brown eyes widened, and he gulped, “R-really? Huh, that’s dumb… Those don’t exist…”

You dug through your camera roll to find a picture that Aya had sent to you before. She had gotten home from class and was getting ready for bed, taking everything off, except for one thing.

“Most people get to just take off their contacts and go to sleep,” Aya began as you showed Chan the video she had sent you one night, her brown eyes looking away from the camera and off somewhere in her room. You could see the gold peeking out as her brown contacts began to melt, “but no, mine just fucking melt and I can’t do anything about it.”

She furiously blinked a few times before she looked back at the camera, her eyes completely amber now, “This probably isn’t good for my eyes, is it?”

“Hang on,” he spoke up, not only because he was genuinely surprised, but also because he was hoping it would divert the conversation, “you’re friends with Oh Aya? Since when? How’d you meet her?”

“Don’t try to distract me, Christopher,” you told him, still showing him Aya with her gold eyes on your phone. “This is something you’ve done before, isn’t it? The time I got super drunk at a party and made you come get me and your eyes were yellow, and I asked you about in the morning and you said I must’ve been hammered?”

He looked at you nervously, fear clear in his eyes. “That was…different.”

“Chan, come on,” you sighed, pulling your phone away and taking both of his hands in yours, “you know you’re an awful liar, so just tell me the truth. Are you a werewolf?”

“Why are we having this conversation during a Disney movie?” he grumbled, hiding his face behind his hands as if he was embarrassed to tell you. “How’d you figure it out?”

“Your eyes turning gold, the weird purr you always make when I play with your hair, and going MIA without any sort of reason like, twice this year didn’t help your case.” you listed off with a chuckle, reaching over to remove his hands from his face. “You know I’m not afraid of you. I managed with Aya, I can manage with you.”

His cheeks were stained pink as he looked at you, his brown contacts he’d been wearing all day already beginning to melt away, “I know, but it doesn’t make admitting it any less scary.”

“Do you have a pack?” you wondered curiously before a new question popped into your head. “Did you imprint yet?!”

“No!” he answered a little too quickly, so he just changed the subject to avoid suspicion. “Felix did, though!”

You audibly gasped, leaning back as you looked at Chan in disbelief, “Felix is--? How?!”

Felix and Chan hung around often, and it was no secret you were very fond of the younger boy. You saw him like a younger brother, and you were always looking out for him. The fact he was actually a werewolf was shocking to you, to say the least. How could little Felix be something that was supposed to be so strong and menacing?

Chan just shrugged, “I dunno, genetics, probably. I don’t know how being a werewolf works, okay? Nobody else in my family is one.”

“Is Felix in your pack?”

“My roommates, Felix…pretty much every person you’ve seen here. Jeongin is the most recent one added. Before him it was…Hyunjin, I think. Or maybe it was Seungmin... I don’t know, it was someone.”

You bit the inside of your cheek as you took in his words, “I thought they would’ve been added to the pack by age.”

“Changbin and I have known each other for a while, but he actually shifted before I did,” he explained. “Felix lived in the same area, so we found him before we found anyone else. I didn’t find Minho until a year or two after he shifted because he decided to go traveling outside the country when his parents kicked him out. Everyone just kind of...accumulated over time.”

“He didn’t have a pack for two years?” you frowned. “I feel bad for him…”

Chan just shrugged, “Some don’t find theirs for longer than that. I’m friends with a pack about an hour and a half away, and their alpha said it took him years to find his whole pack. He still doesn’t even know if more will show up.”

“How many?”

“Thirteen, counting him but not counting mates. We have eight, counting myself. Nine, actually, if you count Jeongin’s…mate.”

Your jaw dropped at that, “He has a mate?!”

“No officially!” Chan quickly assured you. “He imprinted, but he’s...shy. You know how he is -- sorta. He’s pretty nervous he’ll scare her off even though she’s probably one of the most open-minded and kind people I’ve ever met,” he chuckled at the last bit.

Your questions never stopped, but Chan didn’t mind answering them. You wanted to know who was the first to imprint, the order in which he found his pack, how long he’d been finding them, and how his instincts worked. He explained imprinting and mating in greater detail, and even told you what marking was. He told you things Aya either didn’t know about yet, or had left out.

“So…” you began slowly with a smirk creeping onto your face, “who’s the alpha?”

Chan laughed, shaking his head and raising his hand, “That would be me.”

Your eyes widened, “Seriously? Aw, my little baby is a wolf dad!”

He rolled his eyes and snorted, “God, don’t call me a wolf dad.”

“Wolf daddy?”

“No!”

“I’m kidding!” you giggled, having completely forgotten about the movie – it was already past the first sad part anyway. “I bet your future mate will--”

Your words were cut off by your phone buzzing on the coffee table. You leaned over to see it, and saw Taehyung’s name on the screen. You didn’t notice the frown and soft sigh that came from Chan as you grabbed your phone and placed it to your ear after answering.

“Hey, babe!” you said cheerily into the phone as Chan tried not to listen in on the conversation.

That proved difficult with his heightened hearing, as he could hear everything your boyfriend said as if he was in the room with him.

“Where are you?” Taehyung wondered.

“Chan’s,” you replied plainly, your eyes finally landing on the TV.

Taehyung groaned, and he didn’t sound happy, “Again? Why are you always with him?”

“Because he’s my best friend,” you told him, before even your tone turned annoyed. “Taehyung, I’ve told you this a million times: he was my best friend when I was in pre-k! Do you even listen when I tell you that?”

“Well it seems like something more lately,” he huffed. “You’re hanging out with him Friday night, it seems like. What if I just want to take you out or something? I can’t, because Friday’s are dedicated to someone who isn’t even your boyfriend!”

“You are free to take me out literally any other day,” you stated flatly, and Chan could tell by the way your brows were set low on your face that you were bored with this conversation. It wasn’t the first time you’d fought over your friendship with Chan.

“_____, I’m tired of feeling second place to this guy,” he sighed, and you already knew where this was going. “It’s me or him.”

Even though you expected the ultimatum, you heart still dropped and your body went rigid. You really had to pick if you stayed with the boy you’d been with since coming back home, or your best friend you’d known almost your whole life?

Though, the choice was obvious.

You looked over at Chan, who looked worried and scared, “Chan.”

“What?” Chan wondered, thinking you were simply just talking to him even though he had heard the whole conversation -- maybe he just didn’t expect you to pick him.

“What?” Taehyung asked in shock in the same second Chan had asked the same thing.

“I pick Chan,” you said confidently. “I’d say I’m sorry, Taehyung, but…I’m really not that sorry.”

Before he even had an opportunity to reply, you hung up the phone. Chan expected there to be tears as soon as the conversation was done, but all you did was smile and hug him. He was confused.

You were equally as confused. You just lost your boyfriend, the man you loved, but you felt…okay. You were bummed, sure, but you didn’t feel like crying. You felt fine – happy, even – that you still had Chan, and his arms were around you comfortingly even though you didn’t need the comfort. You were content with the outcome, but you didn’t know why.

A week had gone by since your breakup with Taehyung, and you hadn’t seen him on campus at all. It made you realize how often the two of you had to make time for the other since your classes and schedules clashed so much. It was so easy for you to see anybody else but him. But after the breakup, you were fine with that fact.

Chan told the pack that you knew about them, and they were pretty okay with it. Felix wasn’t a huge fan of how you pinched one of his cheeks and babied him about it, but he also knew you were just teasing, so he put up with it. Jeongin was too flustered when you called him out on imprinting to do anything about it, though. All in all, things were okay.

Except Chan. Chan was not okay.

You were now single. You were free for him to finally confess his feelings to you. There was a single problem with that, though: he had no idea how to. You knew how imprinting worked now, so you’d know he’d been keeping this secret from you for a whole year. But you were also his best friend, and while he knew you’d feel the pull too, he was afraid you’d turn him down because of your friendship.

Because he left out an important detail: he would die if he got rejected by his mate. Slowly, he would die from heartbreak, but he didn’t have the heart to tell you that.

Little did he know that you were equally as confused. No pain shattered your heart, even a week after the breakup and everything set in. You could function just as well as you always had – which wasn’t the best since you hated class and you were constantly tired – and you weren’t holding back from the breakup. You felt fine, but you couldn’t understand what it was.

You never considered the possibility of having feelings toward Chan that were anything more than platonic, so that thought never even crossed your mind, even knowing about imprinting and werewolves. You also didn’t think there was a chance in hell that Chan imprinted on you since he hadn’t shown any signs in the last year. So you didn’t have the slightest idea why you’d feel absolutely fine after ending a relationship that lasted a year.

“I know this is really going out on a limb here,” Jisung began as the pack sat in the café that Felix worked at – the younger wolf was working behind the counter as he ogled at the girl he’d imprinted on, “but you could just…tell her.”

“Why would he do that?” Seungmin teased, taking a sip from his drink. “That’s the worst idea he’s ever heard, probably.”

Chan just rolled his eyes and took the abuse from his pack.

“Clearly, since he hasn’t done anything for a year,” Minho snorted.

“Alright listen, none of you teased Jeongin when he told us he imprinted,” Chan pouted before taking his straw between his lips and sulking.

“Because he didn’t hide it for a year, and it’s not with his best friend,” Jisung pointed out.

“Even Felix is getting somewhere,” Changbin noted, gesturing to the younger wolf that was giggling and smiling with his coworker. “You just have to tell her.”

“It’s Friday again,” Minho remembered before looking at Changbin. “Maybe the two of us should make ourselves scarce again.”

“Oh yeah…” Changbin nodded slowly with an evil smile as he looked at his alpha. “Our baby Channie can have some alone time with _____.”

“If it weren’t for the laws of this land, I would’ve strangled you all by now,” Chan grumbled to himself.

“I didn’t even do anything!” Felix called from behind the counter.

Another Friday evening, another movie night at Chan’s. You were shocked to find that his roommates weren’t around again, and you wondered if it was planned. Then again, why would Chan kick his roommates out when he knew they didn’t have many other options for living space?

This time, you had the bright idea of gathering all the blankets in the small apartment to make a blanket fort while the two of you sat under it and tossed cheese puffs into each other’s mouths. So far, Chan was catching the most, while the tiny balls dusted with cheese powder were either landing in your hair or bouncing off your forehead.

“You have bad aim,” you teased as another one hit you in the chin.

“You have a tiny mouth,” he shot back with a laugh, showing off his dimples.

You opened your mouth as wide as it could go, making Chan giggle as he watched your eyes squeeze close. He thought you looked like a baby kitten that was yawning, and he thought it was the most adorable thing. In fact, he grabbed his phone from his sweatshirt pocket and snapped a picture of you.

The flash went off automatically since it was pretty dim under the blankets, so of course you noticed. Your eyes widened, and you tackled Chan for his phone.

“Christopher Bang, you delete that!” you cried.

“Nope!” he grinned as you landed on top of him, pushing him flat on his back.

Something in the air shifted as you laid on top of him, a hand on either side of his head to hold yourself up. Your smiles slowly faded as you looked into each other’s eyes like some cheesy rom-com. Were you two having a weird moment? No, he was your best friend.

“Can I tell you something?” you spoke without even thinking, but you felt you had to get it out anyway.

“Sure,” he gulped.

“I’m…not upset about Taehyung,” you admitted slowly, ”and I don’t know why.”

Chan was silent for a moment, and you wondered if he was even listening, “I think I do.”

Chan reached up with one hand, cupping your cheek and bringing your lips down to his. You were surprised, but it didn’t feel wrong. You actually liked feeling your best friends soft lips against yours, and the happiness and content feeling you’d felt even after breaking up with Taehyung only intensified, so you closed your eyes and went with it.

But then realization hit you.

You pulled away with a gasp, causing Chan to freeze, thinking he did something wrong.

“You imprinted!” you accused.

Chan furiously shook his head, even though both of you knew he was a bad liar, “No I didn’t!”

“You imprinted on me, you big idiot!” you grinned, pointing at him in the same accusing manner.

His cheeks, neck, and ears turned red as he groaned, trying to cover his face. “Why do you have to keep outing me?”

“That explains so much!” you realized.

That was why you didn’t feel sad after breaking up with Taehyung. It was why you and Chan fell back into your old friendship so easily when you came back. Hell, it was probably why the two of you were best friends so long ago. The two of you were made to be together this whole time, but nobody ever knew until Chan turned and imprinted. It was there, deep down, all along.

“I thought you pulled away because I fucked up!” he whined. “Don’t scare me like that!”

“Sorry,” you giggled, climbing off of Chan and allowing him to sit up. “Why didn’t you just tell me before?”

“You just ended a year-long relationship, _____,” he reminded you. “I thought you wanted time. How was I supposed to know you weren’t secretly grieving?”

“Since when do I keep secrets from you?” you quizzed.

“Since you didn’t tell me you felt the pull, too,” he shot back with a smirk.

You pouted, crossing your arms over your chest, “That’s not fair, I didn’t know it was the pull! You did!”

“Fine,” he sighed, turning completely to face you and taking both of your hands in his, “no more secrets from now on, okay?”

You nodded with a bright smile that made Chan’s heart flutter, “Okay.”

“_____,” he began, sitting up straighter, and puffing out his chest to appear more confident, “I imprinted on you as soon as I saw you again a year ago. Will you accept me as your mate?”

You snorted at his lame confession, but you couldn’t stop smiling anyway, “Of course. I’d pick you over anybody.”

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buriedlove · 4 years ago

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Character Intro - Alex

Character design by @smaiihands and Character Portrait by @choicesraccoon

Alex is the next Buried Lover to get his intro. If caring and romantic boys who just happen to also be werewolves are your thing then keep reading for more...

Love Interest?: Yes

Why is he on Buried Love? Alex has spent too long within the werewolf community and is feeling suffocated by the expectation that he’ll follow in his father’s footsteps and become the pack Alpha. He sees Buried Love as a way of escaping the suffocation of his family’s expectations. He’s only ever dated werewolves, and he’s hoping that meeting new people will open his eyes to what true love, outside of the pack, can really feel like. Importantly, he’s hoping to find someone who accepts him for who he is.

What are his top 5 character traits? Affectionate, protective, warm, empathetic, romantic.

What is his love language? Quality Time. Alex loves nothing more than quiet time with people he cares for. If that quiet time also involves lying under the stars then that’s even better. He’ll give his partner his undivided attention and will always think of new adventures to take them on so they can experience the world together.

What makes him happy? Alex’s happy place is being outside, under the stars, listening to David Bowie. He’s a retro boy and loves the music of the 80s. He’s happiest when he feels free to explore nature, and has been known to disappear for a few weeks with nothing but a few supplies in a rucksack. Spending time with wildlife helps him recharge and build his strength up to deal with life at his Uncle’s restaurant, and the politics of the pack.

What makes him sad? Alex’s inner-wolf means that he always feels a bit of torment. The cruelty that comes with the werewolf pack is something he activity fights against, and has become a vegetarian in an attempt to find some balance. Alex hates any kind of segregation or hierarchy, and the thought of being Alpha fills him with dread. But ultimately what makes him saddest of all is the thought that he won’t get to follow his own path and be free.

What is his deepest fear? The thought of hurting someone when he’s in his wolf form fills him with terror. He’s managed to keep it under control until now, but there have been negative influences in his life, including his ex-girlfriend, who have been hellbent on setting it free.

What can you expect from a relationship with him in Buried Love? Alex’s nature is gentle and caring, and that will shine through on his route. He’ll never waiver from adoring you, so deep is the connection and trust he holds. But expect some pure angst due to the damage a bad relationship has done to him, and his need to reconcile who he really is, and whether that means leaving the pack life once and for all.

#alex buried love #buried love #interactive fiction #interactive story #twine game

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wordynerdygurl · 4 years ago

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Seven Minutes in Heaven

Author’s Note: Well hello my friends! Since hitting 1000 Followers in July (WHAT?! STILL UNBELIEVABLE!!!) I’ve been working on the requests sent in by my amazing troop of readers! This is another one of those stories which I’m pleased to share. As always, help my unending need for validation but re-blogging or liking the story! Also, you can send asks, make your own request, follow me, or be added to my tag-list! Last, @sammy-jo1977 is my beta... and my ride or die home girl! Thanks lady! Pairing: Loki x Female Reader, appearances from most of the Avengers

Summary/ Request: @queenofmischief asked for a story where “Loki and you guys are friends growing up and you realize you like him and try to hide it but somehow at a party or something or another, maybe Seven Minutes in Heaven is involved, it comes out and really hot smut ensues?”

I used some of the ideas you gave me, dear reader, but made it a little more mature, so I sincerely hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Lots of 80′s references... music, movies, clothes, etc. References of smut, heavy petting and kissing

ENJOY!

"But, like, I really don't want to go." Your cellphone, pinned between your ear and shoulder, pushed your earring into the tender flesh behind your lobe. It probably didn't help that the jewelry in question was a pair of huge hoops, fluorescent in color and hard plastic.

You heard Wanda sigh, "Yea… I know. It's just, we all are… and you know it'll be worse if you don't show up."

"I really hate it." Using a sing-song voice didn't change the feelings behind your words. Going up to the main floor of The Avengers Tower for a theme party was not a thrilling idea.

"I know you do-", pulling open the door between your room and hers, you palmed your phone, frowning at your friend, "-But you look great!"

"Radical… or wicked… or tubular would be more 80's appropriate." Still, her compliment made you smile. It really was a great outfit, totally encapsulating the MTV generation's vibe, complete with hot lime colored leg warmers.

Your cropped REO Speedwagon t-shirt was cut off at the neck, dripping low enough to expose one whole shoulder, and a wide stripe of the magenta colored tank top underneath. Having tucked the camisole into your acid washed denim micro miniskirt, you finished the ensemble with a pair of black pumps, and the obligatory scrunchie of cheap yellow satin. It pulled your hair into a low, side ponytail.

For makeup you'd painted your eye-shadow on, bright turquoise with pink under your brows. Lipstick in a shimmery rosy hue brought extra attention to your lips. And you stored your cell phone, lip gloss and keys in your iridescent fanny pack.

Wanda couldn't help giggling at the sight of you and your collection of clashing colors. For her look tonight she'd dawned a pair of skin tight leggings, an over-sized button down shirt with a stretchy black belt that was about four inches wide. Ballet flats, teased out hair and stark makeup had Wanda looking like a video vixen. It was impressive.

"See, you went sexy… and I went silly." Pouting now, you flopped onto your bed, "Can I just not?"

Sitting down next to you, patting your knee, "You don’t look silly, but you do look like you could be a hair band groupie! That’s sexy!” Shrugging your shoulders, unconvinced, Wanda added, “Besides, tonight… It may be fun. And, worse case? You get blitzed like a teenager on prom night."

"No… that's not the worst case. Worst case? He's there."

Sighing, Wanda shook her head, "He does still rub you the wrong way, huh? And, yes, he may be there… but-" standing, taking you with her, "-it would be a shame to waste all your wicked cool work!"

Hearing her use the dated vernacular made you grin. She was right. Tonight could be a blast, if you were able to get out of your head. Jumping off the bed, unsettling one of those fashionable leg warmers, you hugged your friend tightly. You could do this. You wouldn't be alone. And if Loki was there, he'd just have to get over it. You weren't going to pay him any attention.

---

"Mr. Loki… can we please go? We're already stupid late."

Bending to straighten his red suspenders, Loki smirked at himself, "Greed is good."

Sighing, exasperated and edging into anger, Peter pulled open the front door, "I don't know what that means, but you look�� greasy."

"Like I could steal your company in a corporate take over? Maybe steal your woman too", Loki questioned, excited at the idea.

Crossing his arms over the red puffy vest he had bought specifically for tonight, Peter grunted, "Uh… I… I guess. I meant more like one of the assholes in Wolf of Wall Street."

God, you had better be there tonight. Loki was putting a lot of hope on Stark’s little shindig and he wanted to make sure that all of the little details were absolutely perfect, giving him every advantage. Standing now, slicking back his long dark hair, "That, my young spider friend, is exactly what I am going for… Evil 80′s CEO."

"Great."

Loki heard the frustration in the young man’s voice. Someday he would understand, Loki thought, turning to the youthful Avenger beside him, "You certainly make a dashing Marty McFly, Peter. Truly."

"Aw! Really, Mr. Loki? Ya mean it?" That made the Spider Boy preen, popping his collar, and standing a little straighter.

"I do! Now-" flashing a rakish smile to his reflection as he passed, "-let's get upstairs and see how everyone else is doing!"

---

Everyone else was ready to party. The last mission, a particularly difficult one, involved Hydra agents banging it out against our heroes along the rough terrain of the polar ice cap. Draining the physical and emotional resources of everyone, including you and Loki, Tony had planned a little party to kick off a period of rest and relaxation.

As soon as the elevator opened you knew it was going to be an insane night. Everything was brightly lit. Paper streamers were strung up haphazardly along the walls and ceiling. Big plastic buckets of chips and cheese curls were put out on the counter along with a huge punch bowl that reeked of rum and sugary fruit juice. On the floor in the kitchenette was a garbage can, freezing, full of ice, only the keg tap visible. A stack of red plastic cups was at the ready.

Someone had ordered pizza. Well, dozens of pizzas. The boxes were piled along the table already crammed with pretzel bags and Doritos.

Steve was being instructed on the basics of Beer Pong and, you decided, definitely being hustled by Sam. Bucky looked on with curiosity, quietly sneaking closer to the chips and dip, hoping no one would notice. Rhodey was watching them both through the reflective lenses of his aviator shades, doing a great job of looking like a Top Gun cadet, including the tight jeans and broken-in bomber jacket. Grinning as he drank down a bottle of beer, Rhodes shouted, "Hey Stank! Is all of this really necessary?"

"Don't come for me Rhodey!" Wearing a pair of neon leopard spotted knit pants, a green polo shirt and white sneakers, Tony was clutching a glass bowl filled with little slips of paper to his chest. No one had managed to figure out what they were or why he held them. Drinking two beers from his plastic, can holding helmet, Tony would answer only with a slightly slurred, "It's my trashy 80′s party and I do what I want!"

And Tony had thought of everything. Sounding like a mixed tape pulled from the radio, the tunes didn't let up! Ratt, Foreigner, Cindi Lauper, Madonna and Tom Petty all took turns blasting through the room. So many hits from the past pumped through the sound system, getting people on their feet and keeping them there. You were swinging and swaying along, having a blast, but when Bon Jovi hit the group of Intergalactic Warriors went wild.

Clint, rocking a mullet wig and a vest with no shirt, jumped onto a table making the motions of an air guitar champion. Singing into a beer bottle like it was his microphone, "Whoooooaaaa we're halfway there…"

Guffawing, you hid behind your Bud Light filled cup, already red cheeked from the non-stop laughing and alcohol in your system. At some point you had given up Wanda to Vision in a varsity jacket, doing his best jerk-off jock impression, and not quite pulling it off. It wasn't his fault that he was too polite to put people down in the way of Eighties movie bad guys. Alone, feeling flushed, but happy, you needed a break and some quiet. Flinging yourself onto the soft sofa, watching the frat house style antics unfold all around, you couldn’t help laughing. Tony always found a way to knock the group out of their post mission funk. Sometimes that meant week long Caribbean vacations and sometimes that meant dressing up in retro attire and scream singing with a cold beer in your hands. Either way, it seemed to bring everyone closer together, and the pictures were certainly worth framing. The couch dipped as someone joined you. Swiveling, not quite drunk but not quite sober, you couldn’t help the groan that left you. “Oh. It’s you.”

Not exactly the response Loki wanted, he was just grateful that you spoke to him at all. Lately you seemed to flee any room he entered, a hurt and heavy sigh escaping you before you'd make your exit, never looking back. Loki couldn't understand why.

After all, it had been two months since that night. The one where he'd stumbled on you, glowing blue in the light of the television set, alone and in the darkness. You asked him to join you, he had accepted.

The movie was called "Say Anything" and Loki had to admit, as far as romance on film went, this story was very moving. But that was an unexpected bonus to being so near to you. Before the credits rolled, you had burrowed against him, snuggled under his arm with your head on his chest.

Stroking your hair, Loki pressed a kiss to your forehead, thoughtlessly, naturally. Pushing away, looking up at him through hooded lashes, "You… you kissed me?"

Words failed the silver tongued devil, something he still pondered all these weeks later, so a nod was all you got for a response. Kneeling, your sleep shirt riding over your thighs, Loki watched your small hand rising to cup his cheek. Feeling your lips against his own was the beginning of the best night of his life.

And then, nothing. It was like a switch had been thrown and no matter how many ways he tried to reach out for you, Loki wasn't able to connect. Not like that night.

So, he was going against his nature tonight. Joining the group, drinking a bit of his brother's mead, wearing a dated but pristine business suit. All done in the vain hope that something would shift in his favor.

He had already lost too many nights to memories of you. Soft, full skin under his broad palms. The tiny moan you exhaled when Loki’s tongue met your own. How your wet, willing body accepted him, without question or stipulation. And in the afterglow, when your head rested in the crook of his neck and your cherry cola scented breath circled him, you let Loki hold you close.

But he buried it all. Tonight he was the embodiment of all things slick. Nothing could stick to him; not when he had a goal in mind and this much gel in his hair. Loki Odinson would be taking you home tonight, come hell or high water. Wolfish, Loki’s grin was wicked, “Yes. Your dream has come true.” Sitting back, he crossed his designer suit covered knee at the ankle, exposing socks with little golfers on them. He let his right arm rest along the back of the sofa, not around you… not yet, but inching closer. “What is that cologne you’re wearing?” “Don’t you like it? I’m told Drakkar Noir was quite the scent of the 80′s. I did my research.” Twisting, you looked him over, impressed despite yourself. The suit was totally of its time. Black, pinstriped and you were sure the jacket that came with it was draped somewhere safe. His shirt was shiny but soft and bright, blinding white. Suspenders of red matched the tie that draped down the center of his chest. With his hair combed straight back and held in place with some kind of product, Loki looked like he was capable of eating a six course lunch at Sardi’s, complete with dirty martinis, then jetting back to the office in time to defraud a corporate spending account. The kind of executive that blackmails a co-worker with pictures of a mistress. The kind of douche bag that tries to take over a rec center to build a mall. In short, an avarice little asshole. So, why was it so hot? “It’s… overpowering.”, boy, was that an understatement. Loki’s whole aesthetic was overpowering right now. And, was he moving closer? His bent knee brushed against your own as he leaned near enough to be heard at a whisper, “You look adorable, you know that?” Scrunching into the corner of the couch, eyeing him suspiciously, “Oh? Really?” “Really.”, his hand brushed over your exposed shoulder, making you jump at his touch.

Uh uh. No way. You would not be so easy to seduce this time around. Even if those wide hands sent goosebumps growing all over your body, Loki would not charm his way into your panties again. Not like last time.

It had been spontaneous. Genuine, at least for you. And in the moment, it felt like Loki had given you a little piece of himself, a tenderness that no one else ever saw in the far flung Frost Giant.

Maybe that's why Clint's words hurt so much. He had told you so casually, holding up a spoonful of Cheerios, "Loki said his last girl was a drag. Basic bitch? Is that what the kids say?"

Thinking about it now made your heart hurt. You had given yourself to someone who thought you were beneath him. Loki couldn't want you. You would never be good enough.

But that night haunted you. His soulful kisses that stole your breath. The drag of Loki’s hands over the swell of your bottom as you straddled his hips. His solid chest under your own hands, dark head curved against the couch cushion, but those burning eyes never leaving your face. “I thought you said I was plain. Simple. Boring.”

Leveling his own words back at him made Loki straighten in his seat. How could you think that? Unbalanced, stammering, “Uh… I… I’d never…” “Never expected me to find out? I believe that. And, let me tell you this-” Pushing yourself up with the help of the couch’s arm, you rose on unsteady legs, “-I’m not nearly drunk enough to fall into your arms again.” Spinning away, you made a dash towards the people in the kitchen, without looking back. Watching you go, Loki could do nothing but stare after your retreating form, flummoxed.

“That was… painful.”

He knew that voice well enough, frustrated, confused and unfit for company, “Go away, Tony.”

“I don’t think I will. In fact-” sitting down in your empty spot, patting Loki’s knee, “-I’m going to make myself comfortable. Now, tell Uncle Tony all about it.”

Rolling his eyes, unable to find you in the crowd, Loki risked a sideways glance at his replacement companion. Was he really going to indulge in this? Tell his almost friend about you… about your one night together? Loki raked his hands through the pomade in his hair, growling low, “If you breathe a word of it Tony, I’ll-” Lowering his wrap around sunglasses, peering at Loki, Tony smiled, “Your secret is safe with me.” ---

Thinking less and less about Loki as the night went on should have been a relief but it seemed like the scent of him followed you everywhere. Unable to get free of him, you busied yourself with drinks, dancing, and munching like you were a kid again. Anything to keep your mind from wandering.

It's not like the party was boring. Not at all! There was plenty to distract you and you let it. Natasha made you her partner for beer pong and somehow you successfully won against Rhodey and Sam.

Next, Wanda needed you, which is how you wound up sitting on the bathroom sink listening to her go on about Vision in that wistful, loving way that made your own heart ache. Being a little drunk, you had to fight the urge to cry because you were lonely and hurting. “I saw you talking to Loki… what was that about?” She was reapplying ruby red lipstick, studying herself in the mirror, not looking directly at you.

Wanda's voice cut through your self doubt spiral though, something you were thankful for, and with a casual tone you countered, “He was trying to get something started, I think.” Eyebrows lifting, Wanda’s interested piqued, “Really? Loki was hitting on you?” “Yea… I mean, I think so. Was coming on awfully strong too. But… he’s been a jerk, right?”

Wanda cleaned up her eye make-up taking a minute, after washing her hands she looked at you, “I mean, he is here.” “So?” “So, you know he’s not really a joiner. More of a lone wolf. In fact, I think this may be the first of these little parties he’s come to. Maybe he’s changed… grown a bit? And, honestly, you never asked him about-”

Hopping off the counter, cutting her off, more than a little huffy at her good sense, “No, I didn’t and I don’t plan to. Loki thinks I’m a bore? Too basic for him? Fine. I have better things to do with my time.” Laying her hand on your shoulder, Wanda stopped you, eyeing you in the mirror once more, “I know his words hurt… but you’re going to have to clear the air eventually. Especially if we’re all going to work together.”

Shrugging, you offered your friend a small smile. There was truth in her sentiment, even if your slightly drunken brain rebelled against hearing it, “Yea, you're right… plus-” looking around the small washroom, just to make sure no one could hear the pair of you, “- he looks really hot tonight!”

Giggling, Wanda hugged you close, “I didn’t want to say anything, but… yea he does!” The pair of you were still laughing together, standing at the back of the crowd as Tony turned down the music, announcing, “Gather round children, Uncle Tony needs your attention!” There were a few groans, mostly from the beer pong table, as apparently Bucky was unhappy about forfeiting his winning match. Everyone else, in all their high haired glory, were congregating near their host, curious and more than a little drunk.

“Tony, what the hell, man? You killed the tunes!”, Clint shouted, spilling Bud Light foam as he joined the tightening circle. “Patience, my drunk friend. You all remember this?” From the table nearby, Tony picked up his glass bowl, triumphant, “Our Destiny!”

Pepper, sighing with a smile, “So dramatic!” Shaking the bowl in her direction Tony smirked, “Ok smarty, then you pick first. Go on… Pick!” There were oohs and ahhs from the assembled Avengers. Rolling her eyes, Pepper reached in, grabbing the first slip her fingers found. Pulling it free, she grinned, eyeing Tony, “It says ‘Loki’...” Hearing his name, Loki snapped his head up, surprise registering on his face, “Excuse me?” Holding it up for his examination, Pepper waved the slip under the regal nose of the junior Odinson, “See… your name.” “Yes, but why?”

Butting in, Tony snatched the scrap from the hand of his lovely fiance, practically dancing with glee. Turning to Loki, “Now you, Gordon Gecko, pull a slip.” Aware of all eyes locked on him, Loki reached into the jar, digging around a little more than necessary. Finally satisfied, the thin paper pinched between his fingers, Loki opened the folded note. When his fierce gaze met yours, you knew without a doubt. It was your name he had grabbed. Throwing a thick arm across Loki’s broad shoulders, Tony hugged him close, “Well? What’s it say?” It all made sense in that moment. The tacky costumes, flat beer and endless music. A drunken moment of clarity had descended. Tony, waving his arms, eating up the crowd’s reactions, heads turning to gauge your response. Swallowing hard, your hearing failing you, you just faked a smile. You and Loki were going into the closet for Seven Minutes in Heaven. Only there was no way you were going to do that. Not after what he’d said. Not after your one night together, right? But you felt a gentle hand pushing your forward, into the center of your circle of friends and for some reason, your feet followed.

Refusing didn't enter your mind. With everyone ogling you and Loki, making a scene would only cause more speculation, something you weren't keen to do. Instead, you stepped next to Tony, outwardly eager to play along.

You just shouldn't have dared to look at your proposed make out partner. Laser focused, Loki’s lusty look hadn’t wavered. No, the light in those thundering blue eyes was carnal, darker than you had ever seen, matching your own. Against your better judgement, you wanted Loki, too.

Whatever Tony was saying was a blur, merely sounds, because you were utterly stunned by the nearness of Loki. The roaring laughs of the rest of the group were drowned out by your pounding heart. A door opened to a dim room, the pantry maybe? You didn’t know and in that moment you didn’t really care.

With a small smile, Loki ducked into the cupboard, lacing his fingers with yours, offering a bit of his strength. Dragging you inside, your body pinned between a shelf of snacks and the hard body of your frenemy, a whimper of want passed your lips. Loki still smelled so good and now he was so close. “Have fun you two!”, Tony’s words were accompanied by the door shutting you and Loki inside, in the dark. Surrounded by silence, Loki’s sharp pants were the only sound louder than your racing pulse, which was saying something. Afraid to move, afraid of spooking you, Loki struggled to search your stare in the low light. He had already experienced your angry dismissal of his attention tonight. It wasn't something he wanted to relive, not when you were so close with sweet and speedy breath, your chest brushing against his own at each exhale.

Lifting a hand, grazing over your uncovered shoulder, Loki's touch was electric. You moved towards it, towards him, needing more of his energy. Craving it.

Bold in the dark, you grabbed at Loki’s suspenders, tugging him closer. Rising on your toes, covering some of the distance between your mouth and his, you pressed a hot kiss to those soft, pink lips. Under your fluttering fingers Loki shivered, "Darling-"

"Shut up. I… I don't care."

"But I never…"

"I told you. I don't care. Now kiss me like you mean it, because we only have about six more minutes!"

Not needing any more encouragement, Loki found the flare of your hips in the shadows, molding your curves to the rigid planes of his body. Desperate, needy, you felt his tongue move against your own. Want, plain and simple, led your own fingers to the collar of Loki’s starched shirt and the tangle of his raven hair. Fisting it, tugging against those luscious locks, you couldn’t seem to get close enough to the tall God sharing your cupboard. Whining, his name on your lips, you drew Loki tight enough that the press of your breasts was edging towards pain. Demanding, true to your word, with every pass of Loki’s magical mouth over your own the last few weeks were forgotten. Hungry for more, Loki roughly squeezed the flesh of your ass, grinding you against his wool blend covered crotch. Stuttering, his arousal was so stiff, for a minute Loki worried about making a mess. But that feeling was replaced with unbridled ecstasy when your lips found the tender skin below his ear.

A nip, enough to make Loki hiss, was soon soothed by your sucking on the same spot. Resting your butt on the nearest shelf, you didn’t have to stand on tip-toe to reach the soft, sweet sections of Loki where you longed to lavish attention. He took advantage of your new position by sliding a free hand along the swell of your separated thighs. “I just need to feel you, dove. I need to know that you want me as much as I want you.” It was a husky whisper, directly into your ear, and it sent an arc of icy fire to your core. When his long fingers skimmed over the silky slick of your panties you moaned in unison, bucking into Loki’s touch, lost in the moment. Stepping between your legs, Loki took one of your hands into each of his own, pinning you wide open against the boxes of cereal and granola bars that lined the pantry walls. Devouring you slowly, Loki kissed along the column of muscles at your throat, across the exposed line of your clavicle. You could do little more than take his delicious torment as more and more of your sweat dappled skin was serviced by his silver tongue. “Yes… Loki…”, tumbling out of you, just like the night when you first came together, you crooned his name in delight. Breathless, boneless and broken with need. CLICK! The sound made you both freeze. Snapping swiftly, Loki’s head swung towards the door where the bright light and noisy crowd of the party was intruding into your private pantry. “WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! What do we have here?” Swinging into the tight space, Tony’s shrewd look took in the scene in seconds, “What were you two doing in here? It was a very quiet seven minutes!” Straightening to standing, Loki stood, blocking you from sight as you readjusted your clothes. Smoothing down his tangled strands, sarcasm dripping, “Talking. Very quietly.” When he was sure you were decent, Loki offered you his hand, and blinking you stepped back into the wild and raucous party still in full swing. Tony, flashing a knowing grin your way, nodded, “I hope you didn’t smush the chips! We still need those!” Giggling, you locked onto Loki’s arm, letting him lead you towards the keg and away from the shouted questions of your friends. You knew there was no mystery about what happened in those seven minutes. Hair mused, makeup smudged, lips swollen and shirts twisted, the pair of you were walking neon signs for getting to third base.

Silently Loki poured you a beer, taking a small glass of Asgardian mead for himself, before raising his glass your way. Returning his gesture, you downed the frothy ale fast, feeling a little parched after your spit swapping time in the hall closet. Boring into you, his eyes followed each of your movements, searching for a sign of your feelings. Dropping your empty cup on the counter, you turned and jumped onto the marble ledge, feet dangling. “Loki?” Placing his own glass down gently, Loki took his position between your bent knees, looking down at your darling face, “Yes?” “Did you say those things? That I was… boring? Basic?” Shaking his dark waves no, Loki bit into his bottom lip, “Never. What I said was, my last girl, ages ago, was those things… but my new lady-” tracing along your jaw, tipping your chin his way, “-she is everything I could ever want.”

“Am I… am I your new lady, then?” With a fierce flicker of fire in his eyes, Loki nodded yes this time, “Absolutely.” Leaning into him, arms around his neck, you tugged him down to meet your waiting lips. “Good. Good to know. Because I think I’m going to watch a movie tonight.” “Really? I recall really enjoying the last one.” “Hmm… me too.” Sliding off the counter, ducking under Loki’s long arms, you turned back to face him, “My room… say, an hour?”

Snapping his suspenders, smirking, “I’ll be there.” Watching you skip away made Loki’s pulse pound in anticipation. Pouring himself another glass of clear liquor, he chuckled, amazed at the change seven minutes had created.

“You’re welcome.” “Ah! Yes, many thanks Tony.”

Leaning against the counter, Tony knocked into Loki’s shoulder, “You’re cute together, Rock of Ages, but don’t make me regret helping you tonight! Treat her right.”

“Of course. I... truly, thank you.”, sincerity seeped from Loki at the favor from Tony. “No worries! No worries!” Waving away any additional gratitude, Tony looked over the group of half cocked, and totally cocked heroes before him, “Of course the real bitch was getting Pepper to pull your name from the bowl…”

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the one with the gun

Tongue Tied (jj maybank) 4/?

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For such a pleasant sleep, you'd think Rosie would have a pleasant wake-up.

Wrong.

Rosie was jolted awake by the force of an arm hitting her in the throat. Her eyes shot open in shock, and her body convulsed into a coughing fit. She instinctively threw off the arm that was cutting off her breathing. A sharp snore followed by a grunt sounded beside her.

Rosie turned her head to see JJ's face slumped against a pillow. They must have shifted at some point in the night as he was now on his stomach, and Rosie was on her back. JJ's mouth hung half open, and there was a puddle of drool on the sheets underneath.

"Ew," Rosie grumbled before pulling herself out of bed.

It was eerily quiet now in comparison to the howling wind and pelting rain beating against the shack just a few hours earlier. She padded out of the spare room and into the empty hallway. John B's door was still shut so Rosie assumed he was still sleeping. She made her way to the front room and onto the porch outside.

"Shit."

The yard was a complete disaster. Fallen branches and piles of debris littered the area. It was a miracle that John B's van and boat were still intact.

Rosie wandered through the yard and down towards the wooden dock. She cautiously put her weight on the creaky wood, making sure it was stable enough to walk on. She tiptoed along the length of the narrow dock. Rosie lowered herself down at the very end, letting her legs dangle over the edge. Her toes were inches away from the water below while her legs swung back and forth. She gazed at the calm water ahead, taking in the lingering smell of rain and the sound of chirping birds.

Rosie loved days after storms. She loved the irony of how such an ugly, chaotic thing could bring about singing birds, soft waves, and a beaming sun—as if nothing had ever happened.

She wasn't sure how long she sat there on the dock alone, but her meditative peace was cut short by the chatter of a boy a few yards back.

"Oh, man. That's not good," John B trudged outside with his hands behind his head. "That is not good."

Rosie craned her neck back to catch sight of a shirtless John B. A soft smile tugged at her chapped lips. He was yet to see her on the dock as he continued to assess the damage. Rosie turned back around to face the water.

"Agatha did some work, huh?" another voice chimed in.

Rosie could identify JJ's voice from miles away, but didn't bother turning around again. She was far too content watching her toes almost graze the surface of the water.

"Yeah, she did." John B replied.

The two boys began to clear out the fallen branches from the HMS Pogue.

"Mornin', Sunshine," John B called out to Rosie.

Rosie accepted that her moment of peace and quiet was over, and hauled herself up to her feet.

"Morning, boys."

Her bare feet creaked against the wooden planks as she made her way towards her friends. Their indistinguishable chatter became clearer once she approached them.

"What about the DCS? Wasn't that today?" JJ propped his elbows up on the boat, beer can in hand.

Rosie leaned her body against the side of the boat.

"Nah," John B dismissed him. "They're not gettin' on the ferry," he swung his arm out towards the sky, "It's God tellin' us to fish!"

Rosie frowned, "And when the DCS does come?"

"Another problem for another day," John B brushed her off. "Come on, we'll get out on the water, swing by Pope's place, and get Kie to bring us some beers!"

JJ wasn't hard to convince.

"Fine," Rosie gave in. "But you need to give me a ride to my place first," she crossed her arms. "I need to change and we can grab a quick breakfast."

"Deal." John B spit into his hand and held it out for her to spit-shake. Rosie turned up her nose in disgust. She grabbed his wrist, and moved it to JJ's face instead, wiping the spit off on his cheek. But it only backfired as JJ rubbed his wet cheek against her arm.

The Pogues set off for Rosie's house. Upon arriving, they didn't waste time wolfing down a quick breakfast of cereal and toast, and Rosie got dressed for the day. Soon enough, they were back at the Chateau and piling onto the HMS Pogue for a day on the water.

"To Heyward's we go!" John B zoomed across the water.

Rosie admired the beautiful scenery for the second time that day. The sun was almost at the very top of the sky, warming her tanned skin. It wasn't long until the small boat reached the main docking area of the Cut. As they moved closer to land, Rosie spotted a few familiar faces.

"Hi, Miss Amy!" John B waved at a blonde woman, "You guys get through it?"

"Still here," she smiled before turning back to her work. Once she was out of hearing distance, JJ slapped John B's arm.

"She totally looked at me."

"I saw it."

Rosie rolled her eyes and chucked a towel at JJ's stupid blond head.

As they continued their way along the dock, the damage caused by the hurricane became more evident. Debris littered the water, boats were damaged, and branches were everywhere. It would take ages to clean up. Rosie frowned at the thought.

JJ whistled, "Agatha, what did you do?"

"She's a crazy lady"

The two boys voiced Rosie's thoughts.

"We're gonna be cleaning this all summer," she sighed. Both boys nodded in agreement.

Rosie caught sight of Pope and his dad outside Heyward's just a few yards away. It seemed their place had been hit pretty bad as the two were working on cleaning up the damage. Pope was yet to notice his friends approaching, so John B took it upon himself to catch his attention. He raised his hand to his mouth, and mimicked speaking into a radio.

"We have a safety meeting, attendance mandatory."

Pope's head shot up to meet his friends, "I can't," he sighed, "my pop's got me on lockdown."

"Come on, man," JJ held his hand up to his face the mimic a radio as John B had, "Your dad's a pussy. Over."

Rosie cringed as Pope's dad moved towards the boat to chastise JJ, "Oh I heard that, you little bastard!"

"We need your son," John B called out.

"Yeah, and island rules. Day after a hurricane's a free day." JJ held his arms out with a grin.

Rosie decided it would be best not to get involved, and slumped further into her seat.

"Who the hell made that up?" Pope's dad asked in disbelief.

"Uh, Pentagon, I think. We have security clearance, I have a card," JJ quipped.

Rosie rolled her eyes, but couldn't fight the smirk tugging at her lips. Pope and his dad bickered back and forth for a few seconds: Pope trying to leave, and his dad urging him to stay. Eventually, he dismissed his father's protests and jumped into the boat. JJ and John B cheered, while Rosie shot Pope a warm smile. His dad continued yelling after the teenagers until they were out of sight.

"I don't like your friends!"

Rosie laughed. The boat sped away, setting off to its second destination. It didn't take long for John B to arrive at the Kook marina. Rosie grinned once she spotted her best friend walking down the wooden planks carrying a conspicuous cooler.

"Morning," she waved.

"What you got there," Pope grinned, "Juice boxes?"

Kie played along, "You know, just some yogurts and carrot sticks."

Rosie offered her friend a hand as she climbed into the boat. The second Kie set down the cooler, JJ was rummaging through it. He pulled out several beers with a triumphant smile,

"Aha!"

The teenagers passed the drinks and a bottle opener around.

"Cheers!" they clinked their bottles together. Rosie took a long sip and sighed at the bitter taste.

"Ay Rosie," Kie glanced over at her friend, "Did you bring your boombox?"

"Always. Hold this," she handed her ice-cold beer to Kie. Rosie walked to the front end of the boat to retrieve the retro device. She hauled it to the back, and sat back down, setting it between her legs. Rosie rummaged through her bag for her CD's.

"What're we feelin'? The Stones? Marley? Beatles?"

"Marley. Always," Kie giggled. The other four teenagers shared a knowing look, but Rosie inserted the CD anyways. Bob Marley's melodic voice sounded around them, and Kie handed Rosie her beer.

The teenagers chatted and laughed as the music played and the warm breeze blew.

"Let me show you a party trick," JJ spoke with an impish smile. "Hey Pope, can you go a little faster?"

JJ made his way to the front of the boat. Rosie and the others instantly groaned, knowing what was about to happen.

"Oh God, I'm movin'," John B grumbled, joining Rosie and Kie in the back.

"We've tried this like 6000 times," Rosie yelled at him.

JJ ignored his friends protests, "It's gonna work!"

He positioned himself at the very front of the boat and held up his beer away from his face. As Pope picked up speed, the liquid spilled out of the bottle and flew back into JJ's mouth, but also all over everyone else.

"Oh come on!"

"You're getting beer in my hair!"

"All right. All right! You're done!"

"Stop!"

The boat halted abruply, ending their complaints. They all jerked forwards, running into various items while JJ was thrown overboard. Rosie groaned and struggled to pull herself back up as the wind had been knocked out of her.

"Jesus, Pope!" Kiara groaned.

"Hey, JJ? You okay?" John B called out to his friend as he floated back up from the water. The blond groaned, and Rosie laughed hysterically through her pain.

"Karma's a bitch," she yelled at the overboard boy.

"I think my heels touched the back of my head,"JJ gasped for breath, ignoring Rosie's snide remark. The teens slowly recovered, and peered out of the boat.

"Pope, what did you do?" Kie sighed.

"Sandbar," he replied. "The channel changed"

"No shit."

Rosie stood up on the end of the boat alongside Pope, who was looking down into the water with wide eyes. She followed his gaze to see something massive submerged underneath.

"Guys, I think there's a boat down there," Pope summoned the others forward.

"Woah," Rosie whispered.

The others dismissed him, still disgruntled from the crash.

"No seriously guys, you're gonna want to see this! Look!" Rosie seconded her friend.

Kie and John B scrambled towards the end of the boat to get a view, while JJ swam over to the area. They didn't hesitate to strip down to their swimsuits and dive into the warm water. The water enveloped Rosie as she swam alongside the others down towards the wrecked boat. It wasn't too far down so they were able to get a quick look around, but were forced to float back up to the surface to get some air.

All five teenagers came up in almost perfect unison.

"You guys saw that?" JJ gasped.

"Yeah," Kie laughed in excitement.

"Holy shit," Rosie breathed alongside her friend.

They all swam back towards the boat. "That's a Grady-White," JJ babbled excitedly. "A new one of those is, like, 500 Gs, easy."

The Pogues climbed back into the boat, still jittery with excitement at their discovery.

John B lifted himself onto the HMS Pogue first, "That's the boat I saw when I surfed the surge," realization clouded his eyes.

"You surfed the surge?" Kie and Rosie spoke in unison with a judging tone.

"That's my boy, Pogue style!" JJ applauded and dabbed his friend up.

Pope brought them back to the task on hand, "Do we know whose boat that is?"

"No," John B replied. "But we're about to find out." He opened up a compartment at the front of the boat and pulled out an anchor, preparing himself to dive back down.

"John B, that's way too deep," Rosie voiced her concern. He brushed her off.

"Dude, I'm not resuscitating you. Just making that clear up front," JJ half-joked.

The two girls watched in concern while the boys egged John B on.

"John B," Kie gave him a hard stare. She didn't get a chance to stop him though as JJ pushed his friend in with the anchor.

"Diver down!"

The remaining four anxiously peered over the edge of the boat, awaiting their friend's return. 20 seconds passed.. then 30.. 45.. a minute...

"It's been a minute guys," Rosie mumbled worriedly.

"Should we go get him?" Pope matched her concern. Before they could make any rash decisions, John B broke the surface. Rosie's shoulders slumped and she released a sigh of relief.

"Any dead bodies?"

"Looting potential?"

John B shook his head, and pulled a small object out of the water, "I found this motel key"

"A key?" Rosie deadpanned.

"Great! We salvaged a motel key," JJ added.

John B moved behind the wheel, and revved the engine up again. In seconds, they were zooming down the water again.

"Shouldn't we just report the wreck to the coast guard? Maybe we'll get a finder's fee," Kie suggested, to which the others agreed. The Pogues set off in the direction of the Coast Guard. Upon arrival, John B, Pope, and JJ hopped out of the boat to report the wreck. Kie and Rosie waited on the water, perfectly content with basking in the sun.

"So you spent the night at John B's last night, huh?" Kie turned to her friend as soon as the boys were gone. Rosie furrowed her brows in confusion. Since when was it out of the ordinary to crash at his place?

"Uh, yeah? And?"

"I heard you had a fun little sleepover," she teased with a knowing grin. Rosie's cheeks flared and her eyes widened in realization.

"Fun is the overstatement of the century," she brushed her off, "Who the fuck told you that anyways?" Rosie paused, before adding, "Oh, it was so John B. He's such a gossip."

Rosie hoped that would be enough to get Kie off her back, but she still persisted, "Come on, I need more than that. You slept in a bed together and you both made it out alive? How'd that happen?"

Rosie was saved from further embarrassment by the boys walking back in their direction.

"How'd it go?" she called out.

"Way too busy," Pope shook his head. "Not gonna happen"

"So, what's the plan then?" Kie cocked her head to the side.

John B paused for a moment before digging the key out of his pocket and holding it up, "I think I know how we're gonna find the guy who owns that boat."

Pope protested, but his complaints were ignored.

"I'm in," JJ and Rosie spoke simultaneously. Rosie shot him a glare, which he only smirked at.

Pope shook his head, but Kie nagged him, "Come on, we'll be lookouts."

He very reluctantly agreed, and the teens set off to solve the mystery of the motel key. Soon enough, the boat was wading towards a very beat-up motel.

JJ let out a low whistle, "I thought the Chateau looked bad."

"This place is a shit show," John B nodded in agreement.

"Motel or meth lab?" Kie added on.

"Probably both," Rosie replied.

The place truly was a wreck. The huge sign was knocked down, the roof was covered in tarps, and debris completely covered the area. John B carefully pulled the boat into a good-enough docking area.

"Whoo!"

JJ leapt out of the small boat and onto the land, using a rope to secure the boat .

"All right," John B joined JJ on the grass, "Here goes nothin'"

Rosie moved to follow, but JJ shot out his arm to stop her, "Woah, where do you think you're goin', Princess?"

She shot him a challenging glare and swatted his arm away, hopping off the HMS Pogue. "Where do you think? I'm finding out what's in that room."

Rosie and JJ stared each other down for a few seconds, each waiting for the other to give in. But when you put the two must stubborn people on the island together, neither of them will back down.

"Stand down JJ," John B groaned and pulled him back, "We need someone to keep you in check, anyways. Kie and Pope can stand guard."

Rosie grinned triumphantly and snatched the key from Kie. She strode ahead, making sure to bump into JJ's shoulder as she passed him.

"Hey," Pope's voice made her turn back around. "Don't let him," he pointed to JJ, "Do anything stupid."

JJ and John B replied at the same time.

"Oh, we will"

"I'm not making any promises"

Rosie watched with gleaming eyes as Kie pulled John B back, "Be careful."

John B gave her a warm smile, but the evident concern on her face didn't budge, "I mean it," she emphasized.

Rosie could only inwardly cringe as John B awkwardly laughed and left the boat, glancing back at Kie several times.

"Let's go," Rosie summoned both boys. She set off at a determined pace, not bothering to wait for them to catch up. As soon as they were out of hearing distance from the boat, she called back to John B, "You know for someone who has a fair amount of experience, you'd think you'd be better at flirting. That was fucking painful."

Before John B could protest, JJ joined in.

"Just be so careful, John," he grabbed his friend, mimicking Kie.

"Maybe she just wants us to be careful," John B defended himself. Rosie scoffed loudly, and JJ shot him a doubtful look.

"Since she heard you're being threatened with exile she's just been, like, uh, just be so careful John B," JJ made a show out of rubbing his shoulders, "Uh, just give me that John D already!"

Rosie struggled to contain her laughter. Any other time she would gladly join in on tormenting her friend, but they had a mission to accomplish.

"Bro, you know the rule. No Pogue-on-Pogue macking," he defended himself. "Besides," he attempted to divert the topic, "You're the one who's always hitting on her."

Rosie tuned out the squabbling boys. She heard them say something about how Kie's hot and how JJ's too horny for his own good, but she was too focused on the room numbers. 227...228..

"Here! 229," Rosie exclaimed, stopping abruptly. "This is it."

JJ knocked on the door several times.

"Housekeeping!" he called in a feminine voice that made Rosie subconsciously smile.

No response.

"Should we try it?" Rosie asked, raising the key to the lock on the door. Both boys voiced affirmative replies. With a swift twist, she unlocked the motel door and swung it open.

The group of three slowly made their way into the dark, empty room.

"Check the bag. See if there's a name on there somewhere," John B instructed, shining a flashlight into the dark space. The teenagers all set to work rummaging through the room. John B went through the bag, JJ picked up his jacket, and Rosie checked underneath the beds, but there didn't seem to be anything of great value. JJ wandered over to the nightstand.

"Guys, come here," he called, looking over a map. John B and Rosie both move in his direction. "Maybe this is where they were fishing."

John B stood next to JJ, and Rosie peered between their shoulders (she was too short to look above them).

"No, that's off the continental shelf. That's Big Swell. Nobody fishes there," John B argued.

Rosie tried, and failed, to catch sight of the map. Two 6 foot guys blocking the view of a 5'4" girl was not ideal. She huffed, and moved to the edge of the nightstand instead where she found a small piece of paper with a series of numbers written on it.

"Huh," she examined the sheet, trying to make sense of it. JJ and John B moved to other parts of the room. She continued to examine the note and the map (which she could finally see), trying to make sense of it all.

"Coffee," JJ trailed off as they rummaged through the room, "Tissues for when you get lonely..."

Normally that would earn him a smack upside the head, but Rosie couldn't be bothered as she stared at the papers.

John B opened the drawers underneath the TV to reveal an electronic safe. He began punching in a variety of combinations, but with no success.

"Punching shit at random," JJ mumbled, "That'll definitely work."

"Oh wait," Rosie brought the notepad paper to John B. "Try this."

She watched in anticipation as he punched in the series of numbers. To their delight, the light turned green and the safe clicked open. Once John B swung the door open, both their jaws dropped.

"Holy shit," Rosie mumbled. The two teenagers blinked twice to make sure their eyes weren't deceiving them. Cash on cash on cash. And to top it all off, a gun.

"Uh, JJ? You're gonna want to see this," John B called the blond over.

JJ crouched beside Rosie and John B to look inside the safe and didn't hesitate to snatch up the gun.

"Dude dude dude," he held it in awe. "This is a SIG Sauer," he squealed in excitement.

"JJ put the fucking gun down," Rosie hissed with wide eyes. John B tried to pry it out of his grip, but JJ wouldn't let up.

"This is a fucking spendy gatt, man," JJ ignored his friends, and proceeded to pretend to shoot them and everything else in the room. Rosie watched in horror. JJ was already explosive enough on his own. He was the absolute last person on Earth who should ever be handed a gun.

"Dude, we're not stealing anything," John B scolded him. JJ ignored him, yet again.

"Just take a pic of me, right here," he posed with the gun.

John B stared at him dumbfounded, "You want me to take a pic of you? That's what you want? Make our own incriminating evidence?"

"JJ, put it down now," Rosie nearly yelled.

Their attention was diverted from JJ's gun to the window as something tapped on it. John B rushed over and lifted the blinds. He paused momentarily, before sprinting to the main window and peering out.

"What is it?" Rosie asked, panicked.

"Shit," John B paused for a split second.

"Cops."

Rosie felt her heart beat a mile a minute. The three teeangers put away everything they'd taken out.

"What the fuck do we do now?" Rosie cried in complete panic.

John B scanned the room until his eyes landed on the window.

"Window, quick!" he lifted it open. John B climbed out, quickly followed by JJ. The room was far too high up to jump down, so they flattened themselves against the side of the building on the ledge of the window instead.

"Where the fuck do I go?" Rosie hissed at both of her friends who were already on either side of the window.

"Here," JJ edged to the side, leaving just enough room for the girl to stand next to him. She shut the window closed behind her. The three waited with bated breaths, bodies pressed up against the yellow concrete, focused on keeping their balance.

Rosie slowly craned her neck back to catch sight of Pope and Kie who were waving frantically. She leaned her head against the wall and focused on her breathing in an attempt to calm herself. Just wait it out, she thought to herself.

John B and Rosie peered into the room through the blinds. They caught sight of the male cop snagging a wad of cash for himself.

"What the fuck?" John B mouthed to Rosie, who wore a similar expression of disbelief.

"What? What's going on?" JJ whispered to Rosie who was blocking his view. She turned to him a placed a finger over her lips, signaling for him to be quiet.

"Later," she whispered.

JJ moved closer to Rosie in an attempt to get a view inside. It all happened in slow motion.

The gun JJ had stolen fell from his pocket. It clattered onto the pavement below. Rosie jumped in shock. She lost her footing. She searched for something to cling onto, but JJ was blocking her from the pole she could've gripped. Her right foot was hanging off the ledge and just as her left foot began to slip, JJ's arm shot out and saved her. His right hand clung to the pole, and his left wrapped around her waist. He pulled Rosie flush against his body. The pair edged as far away from the window as they could. JJ's grip tightened in an attempt to make them seem smaller as the cop gazed out the window to investigate the source of the noise.

Rosie shut her eyes and her heart pounded out of her chest. If they were caught, she wouldn't just get a small fine. As an emancipated minor, she'd be treated like an adult; which meant potential jail time.

The seconds felt like hours, but the teenagers eventually heard the cops exit the room and shut the door behind them.

"Well that was fun," JJ carelessly released Rosie, almost sending her tumbling off again. She glared at him and every bone in her body wanted to push him off, but she refrained.

The trio hurried back into the room, out of the motel, and onto the HMS Pogue. It was certainly enough adventure for Rosie for one day. She nearly cried in relief once she boarded the boat.

"Never doing that again," she sighed.

JJ hopped in behind her, "Could have warned us sooner," he snapped at Kie and Pope, the legendary lookouts.

"We would have," Kie started, and shot a look at Pope, "Except Pope was on the Math Team."

Pope ignored Kie's comment, and looked to Rosie, John B, and JJ as he drove the boat away,

"The cops took everything like it was a crime scene. Did you guys find anything?"

Rosie opened her mouth to reply, but was cut off by JJ.

"Did we find anything" he trailed off, and reached behind his back, "No, I don't think so." He paused, before pulling out a wad of cash in one hand, and the gun in the other, "Oh yeah, we did!"

Pope and Kie both shot up from their seats.

"What the hell?"

"Dude, what?"

Kie glared at Rosie and John B for enabling JJ. Rosie held up her hands in surrender, "I'm not arguing with a guy holding a gun!"

Pope rambled on, "I'm gonna lose my merit scholarship!"

JJ shushed him, raising the gun up to his face. "Hey, at least you have us, right?"

"I'm living a nightmare."

That, Rosie thought, she could agree on.

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sorry for the abrupt ending, it was getting kinda wordy and I needed to cut it off! next part will likely be up tomorrow. this chapter was mainly filler, but things are about to heat up ;)

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choose your hero!nct127

ﾐ☆ genre: punch inspired!au, video game au!, superhero au!

ﾐ☆ word count: 7k

ﾐ☆ warnings: mentions of greatest fears and nightmares, fighting, death, light smut but nothing too vivid, and sm ceo and dispatch make an appearance ew i know

ﾐ☆ author’s note: ah my first nct 127 headcanon and second creation on this site! yes i know it’s been a long time coming since punch dropped but ever since i saw the music video, this idea popped into my head. i heard of other nctzens talking about this aesthetic when mentioning the mv, but hopefully you like my take on it! please enjoy and look forward to more writing from me in the future! thank you so much! ps this is not proof read yikes sorry

Velvet clouds of psychedelic purple with the scattered rays of sunset hues made an unnatural background for the logo’s electric lettering with lightning strokes cracking the static screen in your stuffy apartment. Outside was a different matter. A thunderstorm jolted the placid crimson sky to a violet that only nature could create, although the graphic designers of PUNCH: NCT 127 came close. It was rather befitting for the stark opposition of the hurricane raging outside to the retro sparking aesthetic that you’ve witnessed for the ninth time, and it was the most pivotal. It was as if the thunder was the applause, the lightning rallying behind you, the pelting of the raindrops reverberating the hammering of your heart. Almost victorious in a way, the non-player hero that lurked in the background of the other eight paths taken would finally be the alternate hero to your player. He was a prize in the reverie that you constructed solely from his brief bio to the artificial mannerisms and quotes that he generated in the story lines which enabled you to project your fantasy on mundane men. The comparison was cruel, fictional characters were even crueler. Nimble fingers and darting eyes fell into a comfortable routine, familiar with the introduction story, it was a race between the controller’s buttons and the spiteful lightning that would sever the power.

[FOR OFFICIAL USE ONLY]

[PROPERTY OF THE NCT 127 DIVISION UNDER THE SM AGENCY]

PRIORITY IDENTIFICATION

[NAME]...F/N L/N

[ID #]...07201607

[STATUS]...Active

[CLASS]...Agent

[ALIAS]...Punch

[TEAM AFFILIATION]...N/A

Welcome to the NCT 127 Division, Agent L/N. I am Lee Soo-Man, the Director of the SM Agency and your guide for your latest mission: THE FINAL ROUND. On behalf of the whole SM community, we apologize for the abrupt summoning, but your presence and skills are crucial if we are going to defeat the DISPATCH terrorist. For too long, the person that cowers behind the mask that claims itself DISPATCH has tormented South Korea for too long, and only you can stop them. It cannot be done alone though, if you so choose to take on this responsibility, I will assign one of the nine superheroes of your picking to share this task. Do you accept it?

CLICK [YES] TO CONTINUE

CLICK [NO] TO RESTART

I am pleased that you have accepted the assignment. For the duration of the mission, the NEO ZONE will be the location of the base for you and your partner. Intel, equipment, and training will be at both of your disposals. Now that you have been briefed on all inner workings of the mission and the NEO ZONE, there is one last obstacle until you defeat the enemy. The selection of your partner is based on compatibility and trust, I implore you to consider wisely until you make a final decision. The designated superhero of your liking will be under one of two teams, FUTURE OR DREAMER. Both equally beneficial, but the bonds of loyalty run deep between the members, you have to determine which one of their morals you value more. Heed my warning though, with the right set of skills and talent, you and your partner will be unstoppable but tread lightly your connection with him. After all, you are his only weakness. Which team and hero will you choose?

CLICK [TEAM FUTURE]

CLICK [TEAM DREAMER]

You now have the option to choose your hero.

Before your perplexed mind could comprehend the change of dialogue, a streak of lightning had pierced the stillness of the undisturbed bedroom and released the tempest that was once contained to reality. With the abundance of consuming darkness, shards of glass pricking your paling skin, and tree branches pounding for entry--your white knuckles and twitching eyes fathomed the only connection you had with actuality; a plastic controller and the flickering avatar of your destined hero you chose only seconds before. Your heart had been thumping, not from the anticipation of a new adventure, no, it was pure fear that jolted your numbed muscles to sprint to sanctuary. The thunderstorm mocked your failed attempt at fleeing as another surge of electricity enveloped the room in white and sparks rippled at your ankles as you ran away but the tethering currents from the screen wrenched you back.

SOUL TRANSFUSION NOW COMPLETE_

Team Future

Taeil

Power: Pyrokinesis

A very vocal opponent when he’s on the battlefield, you might be on the other side of the area but you can always figure out where he is located by listening to his strange grunt/growl combos, enemies usually have to process the inhuman sound that came out of a small man but you just roll your eyes and toothy grin grows as you run to him for back up

Says “let’s get it!” any chance he gets, always attempts to make it your team chant before going on a mission but everyone votes no, even you

Loves to wear long sleeves as a staple piece of clothing despite his already burning temperature, he claims it eases him as if it were security blanket, and he enjoys when you tell him he looks adorable with his sleeved paws

During winter though, he always has to stock up on sweaters because you are always stealing them, whether it’s the feeling of his residual heat ghosting over your skin or look of complete adoration glazing over his eyes as he devours that look of yours, it’s a great excuse to wear one

If you had to assign ‘roles’ in the relationship, you would so be a top, he’s the most chill boy out there as you throw tantrums or squeal out of pure joy when you are finally promoted, it’s either purring hums out of his mouth or a silly smile as he gazes at you

Physical affection is minimal between you two unless you initiate it, but it’s mostly wrapping his arm around you, it’s in no way conveying that he doesn’t love you, but rather love to him is experiencing moments with you, making memories while watching a funny movie or dancing horribly to a playlist he created

An exception is when you end up falling asleep on the couch as you two watch a movie, he secretly loves to carry you back to bed as he tucks you in and truly soaks in what you mean to him

His hair gradually transitioned to its current red as his powers grew throughout the years and he would always dye it but his genes overpowered any artificial color, not until you said you liked his hair like that, he decided to keep it

King of making you smile especially when you are down, he can’t stand seeing you sad so he insists on becoming a goofball until your sides hurt from laughing so hard

Takes training way too seriously, you always start off competing but by like the 100th crunch you are wiped but he’s still going

Becomes sulky when his Disney Hades costume doesn’t come out as planned because his fire is red and not blue, but it was the best decision ever when you suggested Ghost Rider for the Halloween party, Taeil never looked better with just a leather jacket covering his bare skin

You finally convinced the clothing department to give you a fireproof uniform because Taeil has really bad aim, and your clothes are rags after a mission

Figured out you had a crush on Zuko when you were younger, so he would rewatch it with you and definitely cosplay Zuko, perhaps even role play with it if it’s something you were into

Having sex with Taeil was searing pain shooting through your thighs, tender love handles, heaving chests and lactic acid seeping through your muscles as he cheered you onto the last lap--it was a workout in itself with a sweltering room that reflected his aroused emotions

Both of you are constantly battling, whether it’s a rap battle or a cooking battle, Taeil is in love with the passionate side of you

Breakfast in bed is a tradition held during the weekends, he says he loves to spoil you but he just loves tasting his own food while you give him compliments on how delicious it is

Taeil is usually saved as a last resort for dangerous group missions, you’ve heard stories of his past battles as if he were legend already, but you’ve only witnessed his true power once by scorching down the enemy in one go, flames clawing his body as the inner glow within him exploded like he was a supernova--someone had to drag you out before the building collapsed on itself from the stifling heat and the roaring fire

You pinch his bouncy cheeks as often as possible just to see him roll his eyes while he fights off the widening smirk that makes his doe eyes curve into crescents, but it’s the blooming crimson of his cheeks that you indulge in, lightly sizzling your fingertips until you can’t take the pain any longer and yelp slips out, but Taeil swiftly swoops in and kisses your fingertips in an apology, it was a good pain though

It’s a normal night for both of you, 2 AM and your blabbering about everything and nothing, and Taeil always ends up the saying the same line to you as he coaxes you to sleep because he knows how grumpy you become in the morning, “I’m grateful we’re together, who would make you a fire if you were stranded on a deserted island? You definitely can’t, so, hmm, I guess it has to be me”

Johnny

Power: Lycanthropy

You’d suspect him to be bear when he morphed with his build and height, but he’s a hulking chestnut brown wolf with gentle eyes

Basically a puppy on steroids always expects a treat and good belly rub after eviscerating all his targets

Has the ability to shift at will, so during winter nights you can find him nestled around you for added warmth

During the colder months, he usually wears knitted sweaters and oversized coats in his human form because it reminds him of his fur, and he claims he likes to keep you warm while he holds you in any form

Creates video tutorials of both of you sparring with each other, lots of constructive criticism and compliments on your ‘form’

Begs you to ride him into a mission just for the sake of it, he can so see you as a badass warrior on their monstrous steed

Johnny’s favorite time of day is during the end when you wind down with him and you tell him every detail of your day despite you two being joined at the hip as partners

Always asks questions out of plain curiosity and simply in love with the sound of your voice, it’s the equivalent of you petting his sweet spot on the back of his ear

Without a doubt, he howls in bed while having sex, he’s always teetering the edge of shifting and even though you repeatedly tell him it’s fine to let go, the splintered wood of the headboard and floating feathers of a slashed pillow is evidence of how much concentration he puts in to keep you safe

Manicures and pedicures on a regular basis in the Suh household got to keep those claws clean

Adamant about not getting a pet dog with you, his excuse is he would get too jealous of another canine but his stance is weakening with your improved puppy dog eyes

Multiple jokes about ‘starting a pack’ with you

While in his wolf form, he can understand human language but he doesn’t have the ability to communicate, so both of you rely on subtle gestures

Naturally has a small smile, always nudges you with his snout, and whenever you make a joke to him, he bears his canines that are frightening to most but to you it’s comforting

Johnny’s greatest fear is if you two are ever in an argument and his anger blinds him to the point of him unconsciously shifting and accidentally harming you

Even clumsier in his wolf form, he doesn’t realize actually how massive he is which makes him a hazard to normal-sized beings

Gets most of his stances and moves from the wolves from the twilight series, he won’t admit but he’s certainly inspired by them

Sexual appetite is at a peak when the full moon comes out, growl central!!

The most treasured item you two have is a portrait of wolf-Johnny on his hind legs, attacking your face with slobbering kisses and you grinning brightly because nothing can compare to the bliss of that snapshot

Taeyong

Power: Superhuman Speed

After every assignment, Taeyong’s personal mission is to dote on you, this usually happens by using a covering or his own jacket and slinging it over your shoulders, if there is grime or blood on it, he lets out soft ‘sorry’ even though you always tell him not to

He knows it’s his job, he understands the need, but that doesn’t mean he is comfortable with the bloody side of it, and so he loves talking to you after incidents, your voice is soothing and it helps him process all the trauma, he says it’s for your sake but you know in these moments you are his crutch and you gladly accept the job

Naturally, a faster walker than you so he always manages to be a few feet ahead of you, but when he sees you fall behind, he holds your hand and tugs lightly while matching your pace

After enhancing his speed, he always has flushed cheeks and a glossy sheen across his forehead, so you make it a habit to kiss his forehead, cheeks, and lips to cool him down

It doesn’t work, his heart his pulsating harder than ever and does that exasperated airy laugh as an attempt to stabilize his heightened emotions while walking away so you don’t witness his even redder face

You give him piggyback rides after missions, his energy is basically depleted by then, so a jacket for a piggyback ride seems like a fair deal even though he fights you the whole way but you know he adores being cared for

You were the one to convince him to dye his hair pink in an effort to have an easier time spotting him during assignments and now he’s pink blur racing off to defeat villains

When he lightly peppers kisses on your face, the smacks get louder until he finally lands on your lips and it’s the most exaggerated sloppy sound he can make while he squeezes your cheeks

Weekdays for him are for cooking dinner, and you occasionally join to help him but mostly it’s him feeding you bits asking if everything is seasoned well and by the end, he is cursing because half the dinner is already gone

Type of boyfriend to remember you mentioning something you like and a few days later, he buys it for you or he randomly buys you things that remind him of you and leaves it for you as a surprise

Always doodling on you or leaving you notes with drawings so he can remind you that he loves you or to hydrate

After stressful missions, he just plops on top of you, his nose inhaling your scent as he forces his heart to match your rhythm, it lasts for about twenty minutes or until he can finally recharge

Taeyong’s gym locker in the NeoZone is plastered with couple photos of you two and photos of you modeling or candid while he directed you with his camera

The only way you can convince him to give you ten more pushups or five more pullups is if you bribe him with kisses and it always works

Very sacrificial, it’s one of his main flaws, he’ll get super flustered and annoyed when he sees you in the line of fire, so he’ll ultimately take all the heat and scold you after to put yourself first

His face usually has a cold blank stare to it as he observes his surroundings but once you collide into him and coil your arm around his, he grows this massive grin that only you can create

Never takes advantage of his speed with you, his surroundings are always in a constant race and he’s always anticipating the next move, but with you, your a serene presence washing over him; calming him, grounding him to capture every moment of you so it isn’t a blur but a vivid mural

Definitely tender and sensual in bed, once tried to spice things up by using his speed but he almost broke you, so now he only changes his pace if you request it

With your head on his chest every night, the last thing you hear before you fall asleep is the rapid thumping of his heart; it’s the only lullaby you’ll ever need

Yuta

Power: Supernatural Swordsmanship

Cut his hair with his kodachi and you most definitely needed to clean up the edges

Villains dread combating with Yuta, not just because he’s insane with a sword but he only talks about you and your relationship while fighting as if the opponent will answer his question of whether he should give you a cookie or ice cream cake for your birthday or even both

Rather than making you feel better when you feel down, he would be your soundboard, a shoulder to cry one, a great pair of ears; patience and multiple ‘mhms’ as you unravel your worries while his fingers swirl on your thigh and he kisses your temple

You two could be on opposite sides of the room but his eyes would always gravitate to you and he would wait until you notice so he could meet your gaze and he would do the dorkiest faces, especially his famous lion rawr aegyo, it makes you realize how good of a father he would be

Goes wild when he sees your body tremble beneath him as the cold metal of the kodachi glides along your skin

The only thing rivaling his love for you is his love for his katana, it’s bond that can never be severed and it’s a trust that only develops between soulmates, you could never understand but you accept and allow it to be the third partner in the relationship

It shouldn’t be possible for Yuta to look like a prince walking out of an otome game right after a battle, but there he is, glistening skin with swept hair and twinkling eyes as he sheathes his katana across his back as if he’s going to ride his horse in the Sengoku period

It’s usual occurrence to catch him absentmindedly talking to his katana, you wouldn’t be surprised if it could talk back, he can summon it by hand already, that sword and he shares one brain cell but he usually uses it as a mirror

You’re a killer couple, not only with looks and fashion but it’s quite a sight to experience as you shoot a bullet to his katana so it can ricochet at a target eighty feet away

Manages a rigorous training session before you wake up and when he’s done, he ends up collapsing on top with his sticky body as you screech at him to get off

The training facility in the NeoZone is rarely used because Yuta is a big believer in fresh air and beautiful scenery will motivate you more, so your sparring on the edge of cliffs and sprinting along the seaside

Alternates between reading books with you outside in your backyard with a makeshift picnic or both of you cuddled in bed with the open windows and the only source of light is the sun

If you have missions abroad, he convinces the agency to always give both of you one day free so you can act like tourists, nobody can say no to his dashing good looks and he knows it

One year for Christmas, you got him custom made tiny katana earrings and it’s literally the one pair he uses now, at least on his lobe

Yuta isn’t the overbearing type when it comes to jealousy, he shouldn’t have a say in what gender your friends are but when he sees a certain person obviously flirting with you it just takes slight glint of his katana to blind the intruder and they are already scurrying off

Gets a kick out of playing real-life fruit ninja

Decided to shave a slit in his eyebrow with his katana one spontaneous night, he got out of the bathroom with a huge grin and asked, “does this make me look more badass?”

Your hands always end up somewhere around his stomach, gliding across the lean muscles, squeezing around his hips, twiddling his piercing, you name it, you can’t keep your hands off him

Nakamoto Yuta is a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield, the pang of fear thrills you as you witness his lack of mercy and fiery anger at injustice as he slaughters anyone that stands before him, but that wicked glint in his eye softens just for you and then you see the scrawling of your name engraved on the hilt of the katana, and you know you are the only one that knows the true Yuta and you feel so blessed

Doyoung

Power: Precognition

You beg him every possible waking minute for him to allow you to do his makeup if only to contour his insanely sharp cheekbones, he finally relents but he has a scowl on his face the whole time

You’ve become quite a baker with Doyoung but he always has to guide you so his arms snake around your waist as an excuse yet he acts completely innocent when he knows it makes you distracted

Playlist for every occasion, especially when he’s having sex with you, the house ends up feeling hollow whenever he’s away without his angelic voice but to your surprise, Doyoung leaves you secret audio files lulling you in a trance

His mouth becomes a cherished part for you, especially the way the corners of his lips curl up naturally, the small smirk instantly widening when in front of food, or the blinding white teeth as he’s gritting them when approaching an orgasm or laughing at you, not with you

It takes about five minutes for Doyoung to arrange his plushies in the right position so you both don’t ruin them as you cuddle

One arm draped over a plush and the other wrapped around your back, or him in a fetal position with his plush embraced into his chest as you act as the big spoon

Hand holding is strictly for the bedroom with him, but he knows you admire his hands often, so he’ll have him some type of connection with you when out in public; whether it’s his pinkies wrapped around yours, curved into the loop of your pants, or his delicate veiny hand wrapping around your sleeve

End up catching him more than once, gushing over the phone with his brother about how in love he is with you and you may not lurk in the background for a few minutes until you interrupt the conversation by saying hi to Donghyun

Downtime for you two is building a puzzle, coloring some pages, playing board games and him smug with his victory, watching some documentaries or kdramas, and if you two bought some new furniture for your renovating house, he would most definitely want to do it by himself as you laugh while handing him pieces

Manages to still be shy when you both kiss, it’s you who initiates the subtle peck on his pouting lips, but soon the soft curve of his lips invites you more while your hands cup his warming cheeks--he’s a contradiction of being timid but with all the confidence as he nibbles your lips as if you were a delicacy

Training for you two equals nap time, his power allows him to rely on his mind rather than his body, so when you ultimately force yourself to exercise, Doyoung is laying on the couch, lazily cheering you on

Always giving you little compliments in your earpiece as he guides you around for a recon mission, and still holds his breath when he tells you about the unforeseen event that you need to be prepared for even though he knows you can handle it with ease

Studies multitudes of intel before a mission because he can never be too prepared, and it eases his nerves knowing that he can take every precaution in ensuring your safety

Would dedicate a photo album of himself on your phone, and even send you his recent selfies, telling you to choose one of them as an updated contact photo

You clown him 24/7 but he clowns you right back, it’s always a constant playful banter between you two, his eyebrows would furrow when you called him cute, the trembling of lips broke his facade, and when he does it to you, you essentially become his baby as he bites your cheeks but tell no one or he would deny it

From the moment you two wake up until you both arrive at headquarters, he has sullen look across his features, he would brush his lips across your temple and a hoarse good morning would escape his mouth in a notion to acknowledge you, but until he gets coffee in his system his energy hasn’t been restored yet, but your use to it as you tug him to the break room with his lidded eyes

Alone time is a must for you two, it could be both of you in the same room doing your own thing without communication or different parts of the house or mostly you would leave to run errands and Doyoung stuck in his room, but at the end of the day he crawls to you and says a small ‘hey’ as if his day just started from the moment he set eyes on you

Doyoung was always on alert, aware of incoming predictions that he had no say in but easily accepted, it’s a strain on his mental being, a reason why he needs to center himself by being alone, but then you come

Your blank, just like him, you’re unpredictable and foreign to him, but it’s not until you two kiss for the first time, that a hazy premonition reveals itself in a form of two children that share your hair but his feline eyes, it’s fragile though and uncharted, he knows that he needs to do right by you to get to the last level that seemed like paradise to him

Team Dreamer

Jaehyun

Power/Being: Android

During his exoskeleton stage, Jaehyun requested that the scientists create dimples during his living tissue transplant because he heard “they’re to die for”

Definitely thought it was a weapon utilized to kill his enemies

You make a habit to poke at his dimples until you feel the exoskeleton underneath, an oddly comforting sensation that makes you realize that Jaehyun doesn’t have a heart but his actions say otherwise

Literally the personification of steam coming out of ears in cartoons with scalding red tips, this only happens when you’re in danger or when he sees you in what he perceives as provocative

It took five hours to draw an array of tattoos on him for a disguise on a reconnaissance mission, and a certain neck tattoo was going to make you abandon the mission and your sanity

Sadly, he had to erase them because the “the bad boy” persona was an official disguise in his hardware and couldn’t be revealed to the public

Jaehyun kept one design, however, a soft beauty mark on the apple of his left cheek, he claims it’s your signature as his owner but you like the word partner better

Programs all your training sessions and signature moves to his hard drive because he believes there is no better instructor than you (except Bruce Lee)

The first time you helped him clean his internal munition unit, you couldn’t decipher any of the weapons so you gave them your own personal nicknames, he kept correcting you but he got tired so he now calls them “wholly fist” and “boom boom pow by the BEP”

You joke around with him that because he was created on valentine’s day, he should be credited as a sexbot but he always frowned at that comment until he figured out he could turn the tables on you by saying “I could be your sexbot”

Whenever he sees another person eyeing you in what he perceives is attraction, he activates his instant kill function with laser red eyes and declaring “target locked”

Suave and intimidating when you two first meet but truly transformed into a ‘soft boy’ after downloading your Pinterest board

Whenever both of you are out in public, eyes ogle him and mouths gawk, but Jaehyun is oblivious to it all until he turns to someone and starts up the most wholesome conversation about something mundane and you know that person melts with ease because Jaehyun was built to reflect human nature, but he was doing better than most in your opinion

Lots of arcade dates with him, he quickly figured out the algorithm of each game just so he can overflow you with gifts and so he can show off his basketballs skills because he knows you love eyeing his arms in action

When he’s with you though, he’d rather listen and absorb every action and word that you produce, he wants to immerse himself in you because he truly believes that you are all that is good about humankind

Archives every single detail that you speak, and replays it for you when you forget something or to prove you wrong, there is no in-between

Robot sex!!!! That drilling option though...oof

The moment he realizes the blaring internal alarm warning him of his elevated temperature and the shorted circuits whenever you are near, he correlates it to what humans label “love” so he downloads files on expressing these so-called feelings

Instead of saying “I love you”, he says “I dopamine, serotonin, oxytocin you” when he first confesses, and you assume there is a chemical imbalance within him so you rush him to the infirmary but for the first time, Jaehyun stalls and his eyes are clouded with retrieved information glowing neon green until he settles on “I love...I love...I love you” (yes, he stole it from Mr. Darcy, so sue him, he’s a fracking android)

Jaehyun sometimes doubts his ability to love you and even you sometimes question if you can love a piece of metal, but then you observe him before he joins you in bed that he triples check his instant kill function is disabled and he gushes about the new song he discovered and you are so sure that he was made for you

Jungwoo

Power: Lightning Bolt Projection

Gets easily flustered with the most pouty lip ever when you call him ‘Zeus’, it was his failed superhero name when he was trainee, but to you, he is much better than that jerk of a Greek god

Dressed up as the actual Zeus once for the office Halloween party and the year after that as a lightning bolt and you a storm cloud

Whenever Jungwoo craves attention but you’re occupied with another task, he repeatedly zaps you, not enough to harm, but until you cave in yet when you want to be annoyed with him, his owlish eyes and trembling lips easily subdue you

Your shoulder is a sacred space for him, it's the perfect fit for his head to settle in with a toothy grin and the warmest ‘mhms’ as he listens to you speak

Jungwoo was never much of a fighter, his powers were swift enough to eradicate enemies with not much mobility, but training sessions with you were more than enough of an excuse to spend time with you

Lately, your skin has been electrifying, not only the amorous glow you were emitting, but everyone you came in contact with felt a slight spark

Hair treatments are a must, the frizz is wild with Jungwoo, you really need to ask about his hair products because his hair so fluffy despite the amplitude of currents running through him

While brushing your teeth with him, he always shoots out finger hearts to you and winks through the mirror, it’s a great way to start the day

Never felt more grateful for his power until you were attacked on an assignment and your heart failed, it took four shocks to revive you with streams of tears and muttering to any God to hear his prayer

He’s most himself in the rain, umbrellas have never been on your shopping list

Definitely shoots bolts out of his finger guns and then blows on them afterward, if he’s feeling flirty, an added wink explodes your heart

Your biggest cheerleader when you are kicking ass during a mission

It’s a tradition for him to rake his fingers over your back with slight ripples of electricity while you cuddle in bed, it does wonders to relax your muscles

It’s been months of practice to improve his bolt voltage and range, but he finally managed to write ‘I love you y/n” in the sky, he couldn’t help it, he’s bursting at the seams with adoration for you

Both of you in the kitchen is a sight to see, you season but he cooks the food, his specialty is slightly charred chicken

Packs both of your lunches so you can eat together on break

Gets scared easily and as a result will discharge a lightning bolt as a defense, so pranks are off-limits between the team members

Literal sparks when you kiss, numbing and exhilarating as currents pass through your molding bodies to create goosebumps and raising hairs

When he thinks of home, his first instinct is to be cradled in your arms, watching trashy movies as a thunderstorm quakes the earth

Mark

Power: Compulsion

Mark might excel in whispering but when you turn the tables on him, with your sultry murmurs, he can’t help becoming a puddle of blushing mush

Never once used actual compulsion on you, the only exception is when you figured out the surprise birthday party he was planning for you, he redirected your attention to grocery shopping

His favorite part of you is your right ear because it’s where you naturally tuck your hair at and he just loves to twirl a strand of it in his finger while he mutters sweet nothings to you

You’re his bodyguard during missions, he can’t possibly get that close to targets while they attack if you aren’t watching his back

Even when he is supposed to be acting intimidating during an assignment, he can’t help but stutter and repeat ‘uh’ a thousand times, but he gets the job done eventually

Your literally breaking sweat, contorting your body so four targets don’t reach Mark, and he’s over there oversharing with another target

“The love of my life is about to kick your ass and you aren’t going to do a single thing about it, booby head” or “make the password ‘mark and y/n forever’ or else”

Naturally whispers in his sleep with his stinky breath in your ear, and you try to push him off but he just clings onto you like a koala

In the morning though, the slight breakage in his voice from pitched to croaky as he says good morning to you is on repeat in your head for the whole day

Mark’s give away when he is about to use compulsion is him licking his thin lips, and almost makes you get knocked out by the enemy because your already under his spell

Does a tiny dance for any occasion, from doing the laundry, stripping naked, or when you two had your first kiss

It’s the strained grunts, the heavy breathing, and the showering of hushed compliments in your ears that makes you reach your peak in bed, Mark always sounded better when he was being pleasured

To him, your voice is the loveliest sound across the universe and your adorably awkward cackle that you so desperately try to hide as he reenacts vines to you is what happiness is to him

Ice cream dates consist of him bringing a tub of ice cream to a yogurt shop because he knows you prefer it

Coughed over his first fart with you but now he loves to fart on you as you pretend you are suffocating and gagging

Has a folder in his photos dedicated to you where it ranges from blurry to candids and in during most of them he was either hyping you up or teasing you

Greets you with a ‘yo!’ whenever he enters the room

Will always buy you any lip product associated with watermelon and you’ll always buy him baseball caps for him to wear

Despite being loud for 90% of your relationship, he is most vulnerable with when he whispers his greatest fears, future goals, and nightmares to you because your the only one he can trust

With the many decibels that Mark Lee varies in, your favorite by far has to be the ascending chortle from the low HAs to the high HEEs with clapping hands and a scrunched nose that puffs out his cheeks-- it’s pure bliss to you

Haechan

Power: Light Manipulation

Haechan is utterly in love with your cheeks, instead of biting them or pinching them, he opts to kiss them whenever he has a chance, it’s rushing heat of your blush and the swelling of your smile that he lives for

The little spoon in bed, just so he can wrap his leg around you and nestle his head in the crook of your neck just like a koala

Literally always a brat to you, it’s the many ways he shows you affections

You asked him once to paint your nails, and now he does it every Friday ever since he discovered the ‘my hands look like this so hers can look like this’ meme even though his hands just have bitten nails

A man of action, Haechan shows you love through his movements with a heart framed by his fingers or blowing a kiss

Needs to always be physically attached to you, whether it’s hugging you from behind, leaning his head on your shoulder, or falling into you when he’s in a fit of giggles, he needs you to know that he will never let you go

Snarky remarks and cheesy jokes define your relationship with Haechan

Manages to always wake up before you on those lazy mornings with you burrowed deep into his side, and he can’t help but be memorized by your presence but soon feels selfish when he moves a ray of sunlight to your eyes so he can just peek at the explosion of colors in your eyes when you flutter them open--ah yes, this is his favorite part of the day

Loves to play video games with you into the late hours of the night, especially overwatch, but your always the first one to pass out, so he makes sure to tuck you in and dim the light of the screen so it doesn’t bother you

Most nights the both of you are wide awake so you end up playing ‘what the light?’, a game where Haechan creates 3D objects out of light and you have to guess what they are before he finishes them

Oh, and shadow puppets! He’s become quite the expert with them, he creates the most ridiculous stories with them but you join him by voicing the characters

In addition to ‘I love you’ as a goodbye, you have a secret intricate handshake with him, his excuse was that if you two ever question’s one identity if ever an enemy swapped bodies, you two would know the truth with the handshake but in reality, he just loves that extra time with you before you two part

It’s either Haechan teasing and making fun of you or he’s doting on you, there is no in-between because after all, you are his idiot

If he’s in the mood, he’ll solidify light photons into the shape of a sword and call it ‘sunflower’, he just loves to tell the tale that he took out fifteen assassins with a sunflower, but usually, he blinds them or burns them

Goes the extra mile for you to create a spotlight on you when you are giving a mission brief at headquarters, that’s the love of his life right there and he’ll make damn sure everyone notices them

Recreates Edward’s sparkling in the sun scene just so he can see you beam with laughter

Master of mood lighting during sex, and don’t even mention when he hits his climax, bulbs flickers and lamps explode

It might be a trick of the light, but Haechan’s eyes are vividly bright and he’s drowned in golden hues of sunlight, it makes you wonder if he was plucked from the star itself

Yet, as your lips quiver and your glassy eyes blink the last remnants of tears in Haechan’s cupped hands, there is an inner glow from them as you bask in their warmth, he can’t help but proclaim that you are the sun of his world, you are the light of his life even when it feels like his is diminishing

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dherzogblog · 4 years ago

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songs/20

Happy Holidays Everyone! I started making these yearly playlists in 2001 as an attempt to connect with friends in the wake of 911. It was just before the dawn of ITunes, and way before social media. We were not in touch like we are today. I burned dozens of individual cd’s one at a time, printed up customized jewel case covers and snail mailed them all out. It was an annual month-long labor of love. Over the past few years, streaming music has made it much easier and faster to compile and distribute, and frankly much more fun. I still look forward to putting the playlist and blog together and sharing it with all of you. Particularly this year as it gives me a chance to connect with so many friends I haven’t seen in quite some time. It was a tremendously challenging year for all of us. I was grateful to have had my family here in LA the entire time, we remain healthy and well. The west coast Herzogs know just how lucky we have been. The next year will not be without its own challenges, but I'm hopeful we are able to move past this pandemic and the exhausting events of the past 4. More than that, I look forward to seeing each and every one of you in 2021. Until then, be safe, be well, and be good to one another. Enjoy the music.

ox peace, dh

Los Angeles CA. December 2020

Khruangbin - Time (You And I) Don’t ask me to pronounce the name of this eclectic trio from Texas, but this dubby disco tune had me returning to its chilled out groove often during the last few decidedly “un-chill” months. Dreamy and funky, the groove takes me back to NYC’s early 80′s club scene and Ze Records releases from the likes of Kid Creole and Coati Mundi.

Anderson .Paak- Lockdown Scenes from the front, June 2020

Bill Withers (1938-2020)- Use Me The legendary Bill Withers left the playing field at the top of his game in the early 80′s, hardly heard from again. And while he didn't pass from Covid, his healing pop hymn Lean On Me seemed to be everywhere as people found music to help them cope with the challenges of the pandemic. Withers left behind a legendary and enduring group of hit songs that moved easily from soul to folk to pop, not to mention the subtle rolling funk of this one.

Black Pumas- Fire Strong debut from an unlikely Austin duo that garnerd both buzz and grammy nods. The critics are calling it “psychedelic soul”. Not quite sure that nails it, but like the artists coming up next, they’re carving out new ground while drawing inspiration from classic sources.

Gabe Lee- Babylon

Marcus King- Wildflowers and Wine

Charley Crockett- Welcome to Hard Times

Three artists that are literally changing the face of Country and Americana music. Soulful, authentic and diverse, reaching back for inspiration but always looking forward. If you like this sort of stuff they are all worth checking out. Each album is filled with quality songs.

Low Cut Connie_ Private Lives Philly’s Low Cut Connie are back at it with a double album that plays like the soundtrack to a boozy night at your favorite bar. Sweaty, funky and not a little bit messy. If Peter Wolf and Bruce had a kid it would be this blue eyed soul boy. Adam Weiner grew up in the shadow of the Jersey shore and can't help but have a bit of that E Street hustle.

Willie Nile- New York at Night One of New York’s beloved adopted son’s dropped this love letter right into the jaws of a battered metropolis driven to its knees by the pandemic. It was heartbreaking to listen as the “city that never sleeps” came to a full stop. Somehow I still found myself coming back to it, imagining night’s ahead, when NYC is back on its feet and I’m roaming its streets. Looking for music, a beer, or maybe just a slice, and fueled by the irreplaceable energy and promise of the greatest city on earth.

The Long Ryders- Down to The Well Americana pioneers the Long Ryders reunited last year for a surprisingly solid album. This single sounds like it could have been recorded during their 80′s heyday featuring their trademark Byrds like jangle and harmonies, but the lyrics mark this song as unmistakably 2020.

The Speedways- Kisses Are History UK power pop outfit reach back to the the 60′s on this sweet slice of retro pop perfection.

Billie Joe Armstrong- That Thing You Do

In the early days of the pandemic we had all our kids (+ a significant other) at our house for a few months. It worked out great and we were luckier than most. The biggest issue was keeping enough food, weed and wine around. There were some great nights with amazing meals, followed by gathering around the TV together. We re-watched The Sopranos, binged Billy On The Street, and revisited some of our favorite movies. One night we went back to a old family favorite, Tom Hanks’ underrated love letter to the one hit wonders of the post Beatles era, That Thing You Do! I’ve seen the movie several times and it never fails to please. A true feel good film and a perfect Kodak snapshot capturing a simpler time in American pop culture.

While we watch the unlikely chart topper’s The Oneders fizzle as fast as they rose to fame, its not really the point. The movie is really an old fashioned love story. Playing like a perfect hit song you can listen to over and over, full of both hooks and heart. I always thought the title track, written by Fountains Of Wayne leader Adam Schlesinger (who we lost to Covid), brilliantly captured the British Invasion sound every group wanted after The Beatles stormed America. Green Day’s Billie Joe Armstrong must agree. During the pandemic he cut an album’s worth of cool covers including a faithful version of this one.

Gerard Way (W/Judith Hill - Here Comes the End A tale of discovering music in 2020: Heard this on a Netflix trailer for the series The Umbrella Factory. Turns out it is performed by Gerard Way (My Chemical Romance) who also writes the comic book the series is based on. (got all that?) He’s joined on this searing garage/psych rave up by the talented and versatile Judith Hill doing her best Merry Clayton.

Hinds- Spanish Bombs I’ve been following this Madrid based, all female outfit of punky garage rockers for a few years now. I think they are pretty great. This track, recorded for a Joe Strummer tribute bursts with an unbridled joy the stone faced and politically minded Clash could never muster. I bet Joe would love it though

The Secret Sisters- Hand Over My Heart Have enjoyed their harmonies for some time now. This one gives me vague Wilson Phillips vibes and I don’t really mind.

Tame Impala- Breathe Deeper I know I’m supposed to like this guy, all the cool kids do, I’ve even seen the band at Coachella. Over the years very little of the music has stuck to me, but the pandemic offered a bit more free time to dig into this funky dubby, chilled out jam, and it stuck with me. Not to mention that 2020 was all about deep breaths.

Ledisi (feat.Corey Henry)- What Kind of Love Is That Ledisi is back with some slinky, sultry R&B and jazzy vocals

Dinner Party- FreezeTag An R&B/Jazz collective featuring Terrace Martin, Robert Glasper, 9th Wonder and Kamasi Washington use sweet soul on heartbreaking and all too familiar tale..

Toots and The Maytals- Time Tough I’ve written an awful lot about my love for Reggae over the years. Right after Bob Marley kicked the door down for me, Toots showed me around the house. Ska, rock steady, and roots. He was true reggae royalty and sadly we lost him to Covid, just after he released what would be his last album. Check my Toots tribute blog and playlist.

Mungo’s Hi Fi- The Beat Goes SKA! These clever UK roots reggae collective never fail to surprise. This kitschy Sonny & Cher cover managed to make me smile every time I heard it. No mean feat in 2020

Stone Foundation (feat. Durand Jones)- Hold on To Love Frequent collaborators with Paul Weller (he appears on a track on the album), Stone Foundation are back with another batch of their UK soul revival stylings. This one features Durand Jones ( of Durand Jones & The Indications) on vocals and some great reggae style horns at the top.

The Pretenders- You Can’t Hurt A Fool Can’t resist a good torch song, especially sung by the smokey voiced Chrissie Hynde. Was kind of shocked at how many good songs were on this album.

Shelby Lynne_ Don’t Even Believe in Love Sultry country soul and one of her strongest albums in awhile.

Jaime Wyatt- Neon Cross Outlaw country has a new bad girl. And in case you didn’t think she was serious, she enlisted producer Shooter Jennings (and his mom Jessi Colter on one track) to help make her point.

Daniel Donato- Justice 25 year old guitar prodigy call his music “cosmic country”. Ok, now I’m listening. You should be too.

The Jayhawks- This Forgotten Town 30 plus + after their debut this Twin Cities alt country group led by founding member Gary Louris continue to deliver. They find their inner Neil Young on this one.

Lucero- Time To Go Home God I wish I was in a bar right now listening to this, even if I might be crying in my beer.

John Prine (1946 -2020)- Lake Marie We lost so many this year, but this one really stung. A true American songwriting treasure, who was still making great music against all odds right up to his untimely passing. His songs are known for their simplicity, and economy of words. but this one goes against the grain. I’m still not exactly certain what it’s about. Sorrowful and haunting, yet somehow uplifting and redemptive. I heard him perform it live here in Los Angeles a just over a year ago and it has stuck in my head ever since. There is surely a place in heaven for the great John Prine. He sang about it on his final studio album in 2018. Ironically it became the last song on his last record.

Thanks for making it this far....

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adz · 5 years ago

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hi here is my albums of the year list for 2019. i will also put it below under the break. happy nu year friends

ALBUMS I LOVED

Big Thief - U.F.O.F. & Two Hands This band has something so special. It's almost as enjoyable to hear Lenker, the primary songwriter, talk about her philosophy and her connection to her bandmates as it is to listen to their consistently wonderful and gently boundary-pushing music. I've combined these two albums into one list item because they're flip sides of the same coin: spirit and earth, ethereal and corporeal, unknown and known. If you've heard their earlier two albums, you might be put off a little: there aren't any smash hits like Masterpiece on here, nor any doomed ballads like Shark Smile. These albums are a little blurrier, shadows and gleaming bits of light floating past. At times the songs sound less like early Big Thief than they do Adrianne's solo releases: lyric focused, strange sprawling structures, a bit rougher around the edges. At these records' cores, though, the soul is the same true soul. On U.F.O.F., there are sadness-tinged love songs like Orange and an ode to a dead relationship or dead loved one, Terminal Paradise, recut from Adrienne's solo discography. On Two Hands, rollicking rockers like Forgotten Eyes and the titular track nestle up against the tender and painful Wolf and a live staple for the band, Not, a song that builds momentum and tumbles towards its conclusion like a meteor. Whether you're a devoted fan (and I don't know anyone who listens to Big Thief but doesn't consider themselves one) or a newcomer, it's worthwhile to spend some time close to these records. Let them, and they'll grow on you.

Kim Petras - TURN OFF THE LIGHT Easily the best collection of club pop songs this year began as a Halloween-themed mixtape, which I think gives it a willingness to experiment that I sometimes miss in Petras's more standard stuff. The hooks on tracks like There Will Be Blood, Close Your Eyes, and Tell Me It's a Nightmare are as good as anything in her discography, and the most adventurous moments, like the interlude o m e n and the German verse in In the Next Life, not only pay off but fuck harder than basically anything I've ever heard. I would be remiss if I didn't mention that Dr. Luke was one of this record's producers. The fact that he gets a cut of every stream and sale is a terrible blemish on what would otherwise be a huge favorite of mine.

Sufjan Stevens & Timo Andres - The Decalogue A forceful, sometimes opaque album. Delicate and opinionated piano music for ballet. One moment of particular transcendent beauty: the track V.

Weyes Blood - Titanic Rising A 10/10, perfect, totally wonderful album. A ton of variety and not a single bad song. By turns upbeat, dreamy, contemplative, creepy, explosive. One of the most beautiful and evocative album covers of the year to boot.

Andrew Bird - My Finest Work Yet I appreciate Andrew Bird's esoteric trips and darkly introspective weirdness, so it surprised me how much I enjoyed this: a bouncy, ascerbic, and delightful return to form packed with ironic turns of phrase and endlessly engrossing little musical details. Bloodless is a legit political statement, a State of the Union address that is somehow equal parts ominous and encouraging. Sisyphus is freewheeling and also political, a common thread here. My favorite is Manifest, a disco-inflected ode to fossil fuels. You could blast it and joyfully sing along without ever realizing how apocalyptic it is.

Nivhek - After its own death / Walking in a spiral towards the house Moody, spacious, and minimalist. Lovely and meditative.

M83 - DSVII A world all of its own. Cinematic, strange, and cheesy. I really appreciate M83's willingness to do absolutely whatever they want when they could easily have made a career pandering to fans of Midnight City and selling songs to car companies. DSVII is spacious and upbeat, steeped in the memory of 70s space western epics. Flutes, pianos, and shimmering picked guitars float over crashing post-rock drums and synths ranging from contemplative sweeps (Mirage) and buzzing pads (Colonies) to swelling vox (Taifun Glory) and precise, retro little bleeps (Oh Yes You're There, Everyday). It's wonderful background music, and the choice tracks (Temple of Sorrow, Mirage, Hell Riders) are great fun and even occasionally thrilling. This album is easy to love.

Thom Yorke - Anima Detuned synths lying motionless in a cold desert fading in and out of life

Foxes in Fiction - Trillium Killer A swirling dream-pop masterpiece. I had the privilege of seeing Warren perform some of these songs earlier this year, and I felt totally transported, like I was physically present in the green holographic world of his back-stage projections. These songs are complex and really special, crafted with care and an ear highly attuned to odd harmonies and little additive details. I love the way stories and thoughts weave together across the album. The catchy, gently swelling music is a brilliant compliment for the lyrics, which are often dark and intense, blurring the political and personal on songs like Say Yes to Violence and Antibody. Aesthetically, this album is a delight, but there's so much depth beneath its glimmering surface. What a wonderful addition to Foxes in Fiction's powerful and lovely discography.

Xiu Xiu - Girl with Basket of Fruit Xiu Xiu always makes me smile. This album is dense and abrasive and very lyrics-forward. Jamie Stewart sounds fucking pissed and I love it. The beats are quick and unrelenting: samples of Haitian drummers led by musician Daniel Brevil. I also can't get over the fact that Angela Seo published her favorite and least favorite lyrics from each song. Jamie wrote this about the record's title, which references Caravaggio's painting Boy with a Basket of Fruit: "When this title is a boy it is fey and lovely. When it is a girl is worrisome and rife with danger. Male martyrs are almost always surrounded by nurses, their mothers, adoring angels and other loving disciples wrapping their crushed and holy bodies in strips of herb soaked cloth and weeping rapturously. Female martyrs are almost always depicted having their skin flayed, breasts branded or ripped off with tongs or being stabbed and they are always, always alone save for her murderers. There is never anyone by their sides celebrating their spiritual life, only fiendishly reveling in their torture of her. It is perilous to be a 'girl.'"

Bats - Alter Nature I was shocked to find out these guys have been around for 10 years. This sounds like an album by a young band, which I mean as a compliment: it's energetic and rough and a little uneven in parts in ways that I enjoy. The sound is either especially intense but poppy post-punk or kind of gentle hardcore. I think there's a lot of crossover potential between those two fan bases here. Their attitude is what I love more than anything else. I don't know how to describe it exactly. It feels like the band are willing to go to weird, sarcastic places and then quickly snap back to sincerity and brutality, often multiple times in one song. I'm not much of a hardcore fan, but I almost wish they'd spent a little more time with that sound: my favorite parts on this record are the heavier bits like the end of Current Affairs.

Olivia Neutron-John - Olivia Neutron-John This album sounds like if you trapped a musique concrete artist in a timeless hell with a couple drum machines and synths for a millenium and then poked a hole in the wall and recorded what came out. Really fun and uncomfortable. I do still think the best format to experience ONJ is in her like 20-minute rambling dance tracks, like 2017's Injury Train.

Liturgy - H.A.Q.Q. A lot of people really despise Liturgy, and if that's the case for you, this album probably won't change your mind, but for what it's worth, it's a little more accessible than their synth-horn-heavy black metal midi extravaganza of a previous album The Ark Work. H.A.Q.Q. does contain weird, tonally distinct interludes (the EXACO trio of tracks) between its transcendental metal pillars, but they're the rare interludes that go beyond merely cleansing the palette and setting the mood for whatever follows. EXACT III especially is a bright and emotionally complete unit. What we're really here for is the metal, though, and this album delivers like nothing Liturgy has released before. Composer/singer/guitarist Hendrix's melodies are unique and beautiful, the riffs and blastbeats are tight, and the stuttering glitches that break up dense passages are welcome even when they're really surprising. HAJJ, PASAQALIA, GOD OF LOVE, and HAQQ are all monster tracks, but the whole album is well worth your time. The lead single, GOD OF LOVE, is a great place to start. This is definitely, easily my favorite black metal album of all time, and probably my favorite metal album full stop.

Blood Orange - Angel's Pulse Dev Hynes' mixtape is by turns propulsive and relaxing, softspoken and hardheaded. It's brilliant and beautiful and although it's not too long, each song is given ample room to breathe. I wish other artists were as effective at utilizing guest artists (some tracks here have three guests, and Hynes is able to manage their time well enough that there's no feeling of bloatedness or a lack of cohesion). I love this album. It might be my favorite thing Hynes has ever done. Listen to: Take It Back, Berlin, Dark & Handsome

Toro y Moi - Outer Peace Chaz's album Boo Boo was one of my favorite albums of 2017, but because it wasn't chillwave enough or whatever, people didn't seem to give it a fair shake. That seems to be the case with Outer Peace, too: it's less of a single unit than Boo Boo and contains more danceable content, but it's a little too moody and eccentric to win over fans of Anything In Return, Chaz's basically perfect 2013 opus. (As a side note, his mixtape Soul Trash, which also came out this year, is good fun too.) Anyway, Outer Peace feels kind of like a more accessible extension of Boo Boo. Parts of it still feel like a deranged early-morning exercise program on college radio, which I like. Try some of the lighter stuff first: Fading, Ordinary Pleasure, and Freelance.

Opium Lord - Vore No genre has better subgenre descriptors than metal. This is a black sludge album, and that's pretty much all you need to know.

Mid-Air Thief - Crumbling Okay so this album technically came out in 2018, but it had a wide release this year on Topshelf Records with like four different wax colors, and also I only found out about it early this year, and I need to spread the word about one of the most delightful, fun, and beautiful albums I've ever heard. On Crumbling, organic strums and synthetic trills form a deeply engaging tapestry. I love every second of it. Combining sounds in this way totally qualifies as left-field experimental shit just because It Seems Like Nobody Else Is Doing It For Some Reason (except I guess Floating Points, see SOTY), but the music itself is actually really accessible. This is what pop music should sound like! We have the technology!! Please listen to this album. Dirt and Gameun Deut are my favorites at the moment, but you honestly can't go wrong.

Angel Olsen - All Mirrors Olsen's gotten grander. Her ballads are longer and involve strings and synthesizers and beat machines. The soul feels the same to me, though. Songs like the title track are powerful and emotive and showcase not just her vocal range but a new range of sonic experimentation that I think complements her songwriting really well. For those who aren't on board with the 7-minute ballads, there are also more lighthearted tracks like Too Easy and Spring. I knew that Chance reminded me of a specific song, but I couldn’t think of the name until I read something by a person named Grimelords about how it’s like her version of Sinatra's My Way. That’s exactly what it’s like.

Girl Band - The Talkies Shoulderblades is an ugly, mammoth, multi-part story. Brilliant genreless repetition like in album opener Prolix and at the end of Couch Combover. Amygdela sounds like if early Preoccupations was fronted by someone undergoing torture whilst also muttering at their withdrawal hallucinations. The vibe here is complex. It's a very consistent album, but the collection of sounds and attitudes is really unusual. Caveat is a great example: a simple beat and twitching synth line turns into a lumbering mess of distortion-and back again, whenever it decides to-at will.

0 Stars - Blowing on a Marshmallow in Perpetuity Timid singing, odd titles, and every-instrument-in-the-room textures on this album belie depth and a very warm heart. "even though my dog barked at a baby, i won't tell her 'no' cause that's just the way she deals with being scared and sometimes i get scared too, and it's bad enough without the shame when i mess things up and you don't come over, i go to the kitchen and eat leftovers just because i'm sad doesn't mean it is fair to depend on you when you're sad too"

(Sandy) Alex G - House of Sugar With Gretel—the best song of the year—as its lead single, House of Sugar set an impossibly high expectation. Although Gretel is certainly a high point on the album, there are many more: Hope is inconspicuous but beautiful, honest, and cathartic, SugarHouse is a devastating jam, and Southern Sky whirls comfortingly from a rose-tinted verse into a chorus supposedly inspired by a dream and tinged with sadness. All but one of these songs are under 4 minutes long, but they're packed with conflict between abstract and concrete lyrics, beauty and strangeness. It's Alex G, so don't be surprised by the unexpected and often outright weird electronic flourishes and transitions throughout the record, but if you can handle its irregularities, this is easily one of the most fresh-sounding and enjoyable albums of the year.

Emily Reo - Only You Can See It A bright, fun, and beautiful album full of bouyant vocals and strange twists and turns. Although I deeply love the poppy stuff here (like the anthemic single Strawberry), my faves are the slower, darker, vaguely occultish songs: Ghosting, Counterspell (a shimmering sequel to 2016's Spell, one of the best songs of the year), and In Theaters, which is one of those songs that builds and builds and then has the most satisfying payoff. It might be my favorite ending of any album this year. I hope you check this one out. Emily is the coolest and this album rocks.

Chromatics - Closer To Grey Of course this came out in October. Chromatics is the only band that is allowed to use canned vinyl hiss. The first song on this record is a Sound of Silence cover and it is amazing.

Mizmor - Cairn I try to approach new music without giving too much thought to the circumstances of its creation, but something about the idea of a mythical lone individual painstakingly crafting beautiful layered music appeals to me, whether it's Phil Elverum of Mt. Eerie, Sufjan Stevens, or this: Mizmor, some dude from Portland, OR making sick, dense black metal. Cairn is a slow, doomy, cinematic album, and maybe these qualities make it easier to notice the incredible attention to detail on individual riffs or little instrumental passages. My favorites were Cairn to God and The Narrowing Way

Laura Agnusdei - Laurisilva Lounge music from hell. Twin Peaks-y saxophone glides over squishy synthetic beats. Lungs Dance sounds like a block of jello having a nightmare. In all seriousness, this is an ingenious and very unique album and I enjoy it a lot. A lot of music I listened to this year attempted to merge organic and synthetic sound in a way that emphasises their similarities. Here, synthetic sounds and recognizable voices/samples/sax & flute riffs are juxtaposed, and the rift is never bridged. And it's weirdly comfortable. This is the most acidic of acid jazz. And honestly, I just really like how wet the synths sound.

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SONGS I LOVED (singles for albums that i think outshone the album OR songs that were released not as part of an album OR just songs i heard and enjoyed. this will hopefully prevent me from including an album i don't actually love just because i really dug one song on it)

Arthur Russell - You Did It Yourself Iowa Dream is a great collection of Russell's more accessible unreleased work. You Did It Yourself in particular is such a perfectly weird, groovy almost-pop song, a reminder that Russell was as talented a writer of hooks as he was a mastermind of electroacoustic experimentation. To explore his other side, check out another of his posthumous releases from this year, Not Checking Up.

MGMT - In The Afternoon A gothic post-punk masterpiece that sort of follows from their excellent 2018 album Little Dark Age. This is MGMT's best era ever. My most-anticipated-2020 list is basically MGMT and Owen Pallett's Island. And probably one or two more Big Thief records.

Floating Points - Falaise Floating Points' 2019 album Crush consists mostly of Aphex-Twin-y glitch-beat tracks that occasionally push towards something really interesting and unique. It's a great album, but the organic instruments on opener Falaise set you up brilliantly for an organosynthetic payoff that never arrives.

Honey by Drugdealer/Weyes Blood okay, Lonely on the same album is fun, if a little silly. Lost In My Dream is also totally decent, and Fools is kind of a bop... actually, this whole album, while not totally my cup of tea, is great. If you like 70's-disco-inflected (like, Bee Gees) retro rock, sweet vocal harmonies and guitar licks, and a few indulgences (like saxophone), you'll totally dig this record. I'm gonna spend some more time with it. Honey fucks especially though imo

Everything All at Once - G Jones Something about this song just scratches an itch in my brain. The rest of this album is basically dubstep, and it all sandwiches this one beautiful little song. Better not to question life's gifts.

Perfume Genius - Eye in the Wall Sandunes & Landslands - Eleven Eleven James Blake - Barefoot In The Dark new grimes unfortunately Deafheaven - Black Brick

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Honorable Mentions/stuff i like but other people would probably love

Kim Gordon - No Home Record An experimental (but comfortably modern) record by the 66-yr-old Gordon, best known as a multi-instrumentalist/vocalist in Sonic Youth, a band I occasionally appreciate but can't say I love. Parts of No Home Record are noise rock-y, like Murdered Out, and others totally defy comprehension: Paprika Pony seems to have the most buzz surrounding it, which makes sense since it features both a kalimba and a trap beat. Really not a resting-on-laurels type of album. I wish more iconic older musicians made shit like this.

Pharmakon - Devour The rare album that makes me forget about my tinnitus. A dense cloud of distortion and sharply biting microscopic needle creatures that settle around your shoulders and block out all light. Fucking awesome. Listen if you enjoy oppressive painfully pulsing sound textures of industrial noise blanketing completely incoherent screaming.

clipping. - There Existed an Addiction to Blood This is a tough one for me because there are things about this album I can't stand, but many more things I absolutely love. The inventiveness of the production on Run for Your Life, Daveed's absurdly skilled delivery on Blood of the Fang, the harsh noise and musique concrete combining delightfully with rap on songs like La Mala Ordina; all of this is extremely exciting. I really love the last track Piano Burning, an 18-minute recording of, yes, a piano burning. The thing is, clipping.'s lyrical content is more or less the same here as on 2013's Midcity mixtape. It's ultra-violent, filled with graphic descriptions of gang violence and torture, which is fine, but just not something I'm that interested in listening to more than once or twice. They've branched out elsewhere (on their previous album, Splendor & Misery, and on the recent EP The Deep), but to me, it's unfortunate that this super cool and thoughtful album is lyrically (at least, on the surface) just a collection of descriptions of people being murdered. I don't really have any interest in reading more into it than that, because I regret pretty much every time I try to pay close attention, either because it's gross and boring or because it's embarrassing (The Show, for example). I want to emphasize that as horrorcore goes, the writing here is mostly very good. The rhyme patterns like at the beginning of Story 7 are genius. It's just not for me, I guess. I'm gonna keep listening to a few songs, though: Nothing is Safe, La Mala Ordina, Run for Your Life, and Blood of the Fang are excellent.

Field Whispers - Fire-Toolz The Warm-Body is a great song. Hyphen- (and parenthesis-) heavy vapor/pc music/new age/ambient jazzy synth stuff. really nice.

Caroline Polachek - Pang every r/indieheads dude: i like slide guitar now probably the best vocal performance of any album I heard this year, Polachek is just ludicrously good. listen to Insomnia

Danny Brown - uknowhatimsayin¿ When most artists release an album of outsized acclaim, you can with some certainty expect them to mimic its acclaimed qualities later on in an attempt to reach the same level of success. Danny Brown is not most artists, though, and no one who knows him would count on a retreading of the ground covered in Atrocity Exhibition, Danny's nearly perfect 2016 album. uknowhatimsayin¿ is more lighthearted and, I think, a little less ambitious (it's 13 minutes shorter, with more consistent track lengths; there's no "Really Doe"), but not to its detriment. The features are less head-turning than AE (up-and-comers JPEGMAFIA and Obongjayer, the understated genius Blood Orange, and Run the Jewels, the most overrated act in hip hop), but they all fit in neatly. Tracks like Belly of The Beast and Negro Spiritual prove Danny could still rap over a washing machine or musique concrete or fucking whatever. The lyrics are less dense, the beats less experimental and strange, but the lighter energy is kind of nice. Atrocity Exhibition could've lost three or four tracks, but this album feels juuuust right.

HTRK - Over the Rainbow Soft, ambient, moody. Reminds me of William Basinski's Watermusic II, but this album is less repetitive and a little less weird. It's background music for people who hate background music. It's delightful and ignorable. Very nice.

Blarf - Cease & Desist Shockingly decent plunderphonics/noise album from Eric Andre, who it must be pointed out attended one of the most prestigious music colleges in the world.

Ryan Lott - Pentaptych Beautiful, prickly modernist string compositions.

Cereal Killer - The Beginning & End of Cereal Killer Empath - Active Listening: Night on Earth Ithaca - The Language of Injury Mannequin Pussy - Patience Swan's Chamber - Swan's Chamber Avey Tare - Cows on Hourglass Pond Men I Trust - Oncle Jazz Charli XCX - Charli Black Midi - Schlagenheim Michael Kiwanuka - Kiwanuka Methyl Ethyl - Triage Bill Callahan - Shepherd in a Sheepskin Vest Better Oblivion Community Center - Better Oblivion Community Center Twin Peaks - Lookout Low Holly Herndon - Proto Laurel Halo - DJ-Kicks Earl Sweatshirt - Feet of Clay Nihiloxica - Biiri Wet Fruit - Wet Fruit

Best mix: Night Bus 4: Memory of Night Bus by CFCF When Hyperballad hits, you will understand. http://www.gorillavsbear.net/cfcf-drops-night-bus-4-memory-of-night-bus

Best album name:

Gross Net - Gross Net Means Gross Net.

Answers my foremost question immediately.~~~~~

A halfhearted AOTD list, in order this time

1-The Age of Adz

2-Heartland

3-Entrañas

4-The Money Store

5-Channel Orange

6-Planetarium

7-Ontario Gothic

8-Konoyo+Anoyo (this is cheating but whatever)

9-Carrie & Lowell + Greatest Gift (also cheating idc)

10-My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

thanks for reading. the world is abundant.

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a-lame-constellation · 6 years ago

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Korean MVs that came out in 2018

~Since i’m not into most kpop groups i might forget to write a comeback so feel free to tell me some that i haven’t written yet or if i have done a mistake.~

*The songs are not in order

**I’ve already made 2016 and 2017 lists

January:

Drug Restaurant - Her

Trcng - Wolf Baby

N.Flying - Hot Potato

Momoland - BBoom BBoom

Oohyo - Honey Tea

Mamamoo - Paint Me

Block B - Don’t Leave

Infinite - Tell Me

JoWoochan, ParkHyunjin, Achillo - OGZ

Stray Kids - Grrr

Stray Kids - Young Wings

Kim Dong Ryul - Reply

Sunmi - Heroine

Chungha - Roller Coaster

JBJ - My Flower

Girlkind - Fanci

Cheetah - Stagger

Ohhyuk, Cifika - Momom

Jane Jang - Button

Ashmute - Ghost

Oh My Girl - Secret Garden

Jay Park - Run It (ft. Woo Wonjae & Jessi)

Kassy - I Want Love

Jimin - Hey

Holland - Neverland

Sik-K - YeLowS Gang (ft. Herr Nayne, Woodie Gochild)

Jonghyun - Shinin’

Jonghyun - Before Our Spring

Dean - Instagram

Red Velvet - Bad Boy

Standing Egg - From the Star

Ikon - Love Scenario

Penomeco - L.I.E

Suzy - Holiday (ft. Dpr Live)

Suzy - I’m In Love With Someone Else

Golden Child - It’s U

Jeong Sewoon - Baby It’s U (ft. Kiggen, earattack)

Davichi - Days Without You

KCM - Dawnpark

Ravi - Nirvana (ft. Park Jimin) + Alcohol Remix

Vav - Spotlight

Rainz - Turn it Up

Jay Park x Yultron - Forget About Tomorrow

Na Haeun - So Special

BoA - Nega Dola

Jong Shin Yoon - Slow Starter

February:

gugudan - The Boots

Seventeen - Thanks

CoCoSoRi - Miamor

Jung Seung Hwan - The Snowman

Jung Seung Hwan - It’s Raining

Ailee - Rewrite…If Can

Eden - Good Night (ft. Jukjae)

Naeun, Jinsol - My Story

Hong Jinyoung - Good Bye

Yang Yoseob - Star

Yang Yoseob - Where I Am Gone

Vav - Gorgeous

Hyolyn - To Do List

Roy Kim - Only Then

Suzy - SOberR

Nct U - Boss

Min Kyung Hoon x Kim Heechul - Falling Blossoms

Kim YoungChul - Andenayon (ft. Wheesung(Realslow))

Kang Hodong x Hong Jinyoung - I Kicked My Luck Off

I.M - Fly With Me

CLC - Black Dress

Weki Meki - La La La

Vromance - Star

Cheeze - Just as a Lie

Hash Swan - Wang Like Alexander (ft. Gray)

SF9 - Mamma Mia

Red Velvet - I Just

Nct U - Baby Don’t Stop

WJSN - Dreams Come True

Cheetah - I’ll Be There

Jeon Soyeon - Idle Song

I.C.E - Shameless

Sha Sha - You & Me

Yoyomi - Who’s That Guy

Kisses - Blue Lagoon

J.yung - Can I

Trax x Lip2shot [STATION] - Notorious (ft. Sophiya)

Roydo - Crzy

Martin Smith - Crazy (ft. Jung Sungha)

Kim Sung Kyu - True Love

Marvel.J - Really (ft. New Champ, Olltii)

Got7 - One And Only You (ft. Hyolyn)

Junhyeok - Stay

DongWoo - My Half

Joypark - Missing You

E Hyuk - Come Up To Me Like The Wind

Chris Kim - Miss U

BeautyHandsome - Where Are You

March:

j-hope - Daydream

Jooyoung - Dive

Sleepy - iD

Nct Dream - Go

Nct 127 - Touch

Got7 - Look

Heize - Didn’t Know Me

Heize - Jenga (ft. Gaeko)

Heize - Mianhae

Mamamoo - Starry Night

Mamamoo - Everyday

Suho x Jane Jang [STATION] - Dinner

Jane Jang, Suho - Do You Have a Moment

Noel - Our Last Day

Minseo - The Grand Dreams

Suzy - Midnight (ft. Yiruma)

April - The Blue Bird

Cheetah - Bumpkins (ft. Minos)

Golden Child - Lady

Most Badass Asian - Want

Most Badass Asian - 2018

Choi Ye Geun - To Say Sorry

Junoflo - Grapevine (ft. Jay Park)

Yong Junhyung - Sudden Shower (ft. 10cm)

Wanna One - Boomerang

Yeesang - Here (ft. Loco)

Filmisland - it’s Love (Vocal by OFA)

Monsta X - Jealousy

Stray Kids - District 9

Stray Kids - Grow Up

Jung Joon Young - Fiancée (ft. Microdot)

Samuel - One (ft. Jung Ilhoon)

Hoya - All Eyes On Me

Kisum - It’s Okay (ft. Heize)

San E, Mad Clown - Butterfly (ft. Bumkey)

TVXQ! - The Chance of Love

Super Junior [STATION] - Super Duper

Honey Popcorn - Bibidi Babidi Boo

Crazy Music - We’ll Always Love (ft. Yejoon.E)

Sunwoo Jung A - Fine (ft. Lim Heon Il)

Marmello - Wake Me Up

Kid Milli - Why Do Fuckbois Hang Out On The Net

Sweden Laundry - Scene

April:

Nct U - Yestoday

Oh My Girl Banhana - Banana Allergy Monkey

Pentagon - Shine

Winner - Everyday

Exid - Lady

The Boyz - Giddy Up

YDPP - Love It Live It

Flowsik x Jessi - Wet

LOONA / Olivia Hye - Egoist (ft. JinSoul)

Jeong Jinwoon - Erasing

TVXQ! - Love Line

D:amant - Sick

CLC - Distance

Bigone - Wavywavywavy

Primary, Anda - Moonlight (ft. Xin Seha)

Primary, Anda - Dressroom

Primary, Anda - Zeppelin

Primary, Anda - The Open Boat (ft. Colde)

Twice - What Is Love?

Eric Nam - Potion (ft. Woodie Gochild)

Eric Nam - Honestly

Noir - Gangsta

UNB - Feeling

GreatGuys - Ganda

Hyeongseop x Euiwoong - Love Tint

Badkidz - Just One Day

Exo-CBX - Blooming Day

Ten [STATION] - New Heroes

N.Tic - Once Again

Jo SoJeong - Stars

Gunmin x Heedo - Don’t Worry

Lee Hong Gi, Yoo Hwe Seung - Still Love You

Yoo Seonho - Maybe Spring

Mad Clown, Ailee - Thirst

Super Junior - Lo Siento (ft. Leslie Grace)

Drunken Tiger - Yet

The Rose - Baby

E Hyuk - I’ll Live

Vanilla Acoustic - Travel

Eddy Kim - Whoa Whoa

Jo SoJeong - Lost Sea

WeAreYoung - I Know

Carla - I Don’t Need You

Shin Yong Jae(4Men) - Today

Young Jun (Brown Eyed Soul) - Don’t Leave Me

Imfact - The Light

Soma - Spring

Vixx - Scentist

Whee In - Easy (ft. Sik-k)

JBJ - Call Your Name

Hyo - Sober (ft. Ummet Ozcan)

Hoons - I C U

Highteen - Timing

Jo Hyun Ah - After You

June - Sérénade

Sei - Nobody Knows

HA:TFELT - Pluhmm

H.U.B - When A Blossom Day Of Cherry Blossom

In2it - SnapShot

Apink - Miracle

Cando - Rain Drop

Yoonmirae - KawiBawiBo

Nano - Punishment

Solar - When The Wind Rises [original: Kim Kwang Seok]

Solar - Nada Sou Sou [original: ??? (jp)]

Solar - It’s Been a Long Time [original: Love & Peace?? (not sure)]

Lovelyz - That Day

Hyolyn - Dally (ft. Gray)

Yun Ddan Ddan - It Will Be Okay

Yun Ddan Ddan - In My Room

Yun Ddan Ddan - Let It Flow

Stray Kids - Mirror [Performance]

Hwang In Sun - Dead Clock

Jackson Wang - Dawn of Us

Snuper - Tulips

Hwang Chi Yeul - The Only Star

Luna - Night Reminiscin’ (ft. Yang Da Il)

TheEastLight - Are You Okay

Kim Bum Soo - I Love You

MeloMance - Just Friends

Monday Kiz - Every Moment

Bang Yongguk - Portrait

Zai. ro - When Are You Coming

BrotherSu - What’s Wrong With U (ft. Gaeko)

Sunwoo Jung A, The Barbarettes - Outside The Chart

Kyung Dasom - Fall In Love

Gfriend - Time For The Moon

JBJ - Just Be Stars

Iz - Granulate

Park Hyo Shin - The Other Day

Temperature of Saying ‘hi’ - If You Tell Me

Halo - O.M.G

Colde - Your Dog Loves You (ft. Crush)

May:

Jay Park, Simon Dominic, Loco, Gray - Upside Down

Iz - Angel

ii - I’m Already You

(G)I-Dle - Latata

Jung Up - Nothing Left

Loco - Party Band (ft. Punchnello, Thur)

So Soo Bin - Sweet Nothings

Gaho - Stay Here

Crush - Bittersweet

Teen Top - Seoul Night

Vinxen - Sinking Down With U

Yong Jun Hyung - Go Away

Dreamcatcher - You And I

Seo Eun Kwang, Changsub - My Day

K.Will - My Star

Cross Gene - Touch It

Woodz - Pool

Jay Moon - Fire

N.Flying - How R U Today

Kanto - Salty

Doko - Don’t

Paul Kim - Additional

Bts - Fake Love

GB9, Park Bo Ram - If You

Eyedi - Luv Highway

Uni.t - No More

Trei - Nike

Eluphant - Welcome

PLT - Hocus Pocus

V.O.S - Door

Jisook - Edelweiss

Gross Gene - Believe Me

Moonbyul (ft. Seulgi) - Selfish

Moonbyul - In my room

Victon - Time of Sorrow

Jinjin (Astro) - Like a King (ft. Superbee, MyunDo)

Khan - I’m Your Girl?

Bang Yongguk - Drunkenness

Shinee - Good Evening

AOA - Bingle Bangle

NTB - Dramatic

Boyfriend - Sunshower

The Rose - I.L.Y

TST - Love Story

Eyedi - A Midsummer Night’s Dream

Junoflo - Real Ones

Adoy - Young

Han Yo Han - Helicopter (ft. Kid Milli, No:el)

The Night of Seokyo - Falling in Moonlight (ft. Dawon)

Bol4 - Travel

Bol4 - Starlight

Bol4 - Wind

TheEastLight - Love Flutters

24K - Bonnie N Clyde

Risabae - E.N.C (ft. Kisum)

ii - I’m Already You

C.A.P - For

Sung Si Kyung - Eternally

Pristin V - Get It

Marmello - Moonlight

Crucial Star - Night Alone

Jane Jang - Seoul Noir

Samuel - Teenager (ft. Lee Rohan)

Thama - Like That (ft. Giriboy)

Elo - Osaka (ft. Zico)

Hyukoh - SkyWorld

Hyukoh - Love Ya!

South Club - Outcast

Pudditorium - Paradise

Stagger - DnA

Stagger - 4 Your Eyez Only

June:

Girlkind - S.O.R.R.Y

Shinee - I Want You

Shinee - Our Page

A.C.E - Take Me Higher

Yu Seungwoo - Slowly

Dpr Live - Playlist

Blackpink - Ddu-du Ddu-du

Rothy - Sullae

Kobel - Don’t Hit My Line

Longguo - Clover (ft. Yoonmirae)

Koh Na Young - Humming

Jay Park - Soju (ft. 2 Chainz)

Like A Movie - Twilight

Yubin - Lady

1sagain, Nuun - Fade Away

Minseo - Is Who

Red House - Endless Night

Taeyeon - Something New

Kim Dong Han - Sunset

Bloo - So Rude

Busters - Grapes

Katie - Remember

Melodyday - Restless

Day6 - Shoot Me

It’s - Sleep

Momoland - Baam

Tenny - 159cm

UNB - Black Heart

d.ear - Rain is Fallin’

Onf - Complete

BTOB - Only One For Me

Kang Gogh - Stay

Arkay - Because Of You (ft. Le.Ju’ce)

[HNB] Woo Jin Young, Kim Hyun Soo - Falling in Love

Park Kyung - Instant (ft. Sumin)

Nano - Maladgjustment (ft. Yezi)

NeonPunch - Moonlight

Lee Jin Ah - Run (ft. Gray)

July:

Apink - I’m So Sick

Gyeong Ree - Blue Moon

Yoonmirae - You & Me (ft. Junoflo)

Jay Park - FSU (ft. GAshi, Rich The Kid)

Holland - I’m Not Afraid

Holland - I’m So Afraid

Jessi - Down

Twice - Dance The Night Away

Oohyo - Papercut

Golden Child - Let Me

Hickee - Fragrance

Epik High x End of the World (Sekai No Owari) - Sleeping Beauty

MyTeen - She Bad

Aivan - Tell The World

Sugarbowl - Getting Better

Target - Is It True

gugudan Semina - Semina

Seenroot - Paradise

MeloMance - Tale

Jeonghan - Think About It

LambC - Beauty

Crush - Cereal (ft. Zico)

Jaejooboys - First Trip

No:el - Parrot (ft. Giriboy, Han Yo Han)

The Boyz - KeePer

Moti - Blue

Suran - A Pleasant Meal

Louie, Geeks - Penalty

Park BoRam - How About U

Jvcki Wai, Kid Milli, No:el, Young B, Swings - Work Out

Jvcki Wai - Enchanted Propaganda

John OFA Rhee - Brightest Star (ft. Kim Minseok)

Geupsik-Dan - Geupsik

Prep - Cold Fire (ft. Dean)

Mamamoo - Egotistic

Seventeen - Oh My!

Han Yeoyoo - Bang Bang Bang

Lee Seung Hwan - For Your Ears Only (ft. Stella Jang)

Ashley - Here We Are

Uniqnote - Like Gentle Rain (ft. Crucial Star, Park Jeonkoo)

Myteen - Martian

TaPi - Croquette

Triple H - Retro Future

Chung Ha - Love U

Varsity - Flower

Saturday - Mmook Jji Bba

Bassagong - HBD

GFriend - Sunny Summer

Hyolyn - See Sea

Mudskipper - Universe

Seungri - 1,2,3!

Seungri - Where R U From (ft. Mino)

Aoora - Harder (ft. $mili, B.E, Eili)

Woodz - Different

Rocoberry - Telephone (ft. Punch)

Minseo - Zero

Super Junior ~ D&E - Sunrise {Japanese}

Standing Egg - Oh, Wait

Jeong Sewoon - 20 Something

Choiza, Microdot - Hit!!!

FtIsland - Pretty Girl {Japanese}

FtIsland - Summer Night’s Dream

Astro - Always You

MaseWonder - Love Me (ft. Choilb)

In2it - Sorry For My English

Kard - Ride on the Wind

Laboum - Between Us

yeesang - Game

John Park - Understand

Boi B - Neymar (ft. Ted Park)

Ben x Kim Won Joon - The First Night

Band 88 - Windmill

Carla - Hate U

RPR - Dang Diggi Bang (ft. Beenie Man)

Leo - Touch & Sketch

Zico - Soulmate (ft. IU)

SixBomb - Hiccup Hiccup

SF9 - Now or Never

Joo Jin-Woo - Ever

Park Ki Young - Mercy

A-Yeon - You & I

Kevin Oh - Lover

Miryo - Yellow

Kisum - 100%

Hanscur - Toomuch (ft. Charles Shin)

Jo Gon - Old Notes

Heygirls - Nog-Yeojwo

August:

South Club - Grown Up

Ikon - Killing Me

Btob-Blue - When It Rains

Voisper - I Believe

Yerin Baek - La La La Love Song

Yeoone - Pat Pat

Glabingo - On My Body

Cho Kyu-chan - Deja Vu

gracie - 25/7

Villain - Manitto

Nature - Allegro Cantabile

Stray Kids - My Pace

Red Velvet - Power Up

Loona - favOriTe

D-Crunch - Palace

Giriboy, Kid Milli, No:el, Swings - Flex

Apollo, No.11, Ekko, SungJoo - Honey

WooIn - That Night

Hollen - Shimmer

DailyNote - Where Are U

12Dal - A Second

Honk - Perphaps

Aivan - Curious

Somdef - One Plus One (ft. Loco, Bravo)

E Mel - Tomorrow

Cherry On Top - Hi Five

Yoo Hyung Kyun - Diamonds In Your Eyes

Sundae - How?

Imfact - NaNaNa

Super Junior-D&E - ‘Bout You

Hyolyn - Bae

Mc Sniper - Skyfall

BerryGood - Green Apple

(G)I-DLE - Hann

Penomeco - Coco Bottle

Coco - Sugar Cake (ft. Microdot)

Jannabi - Good Boy Twist

Hoons - Sweet & Salty, Sweet & Salty

Bigflo - Upside Down

We Higher - Like You Better (ft. Douner)

Yang Hee Eun, Sung Si Kyung - You

GrimGrim - Rooftop Bird

Loona - Hi High

Red Velvet - Power Up

Gaeko - Vacation (ft. Sole)

10cm - Mattress

BTS - Idol

Sha Sha - What The Heck

Norazo - Cider

Shinhwa - Kiss Me Like That

Leebada - Night Dream

Rothy - Burning

Stray Kids- My Pace

Stray Kids - Awkward Silence

NCT Dream - We Go Up

Jin Longguo - Friday n Night

Part Time Cooks - California Butterfly (ft. Jay Park)

Baekhyun X Loco [STATION X 0] - Young

June - Sérénade

Drug Restaurant - 403

Jooheon - Red Carpet

DyoN - #Life_Is_Pain

Ovan - Twenty (ft. Shaun)

EZ Kim - Straw

Young B - Polo

the Night of Seokyo - City Girl City Boy (ft. Dawon)

September:

Jeong Jinwoon - All I Need Is You

Nana Mellie - Falling

KwonMilk - Guitar Man

100% - Heart

Nam Woo Hyun - If Only You Are Fine

Nam Taehyun - Star

Blanc7 - Drama

Sumni - Siren

Jimin Park - April Fools

James - Up [not a korean mv but a lot of us know james]

WINee - May

The Boyz - Right Here

GWSN - Puzzle Moon

SoRi - Touch (ft. Basick)

Great Guys - Illusion

Elaine - Wake Me Up

Bravo - Sunny Day

Yook Sungjae - Confession

Thama - Nuuh

Jjangyou - Koki7

Blue Lamb - Universe

Chanyeol x Sehun [STATION x 0] - We Young

Got7 Jackson - Made It

Got7 BamBam - Party

Got7 Jinyoung - My Youth

Got7 Yugyeom - Fine

Got7 Youngjae - Nobody Knows

Got7 JB - Sunrise

Got7 Mark - OMW

Got7 - Lullaby

Haon - Noah (ft. Hoody)

12Dal - Day Off

Day6 - Beautiful Feeling

Pentagon - Naughty Boy

Oh My Girl - Remember Me

Jay Park - V

SHINee - Countless

seizetheday - Ocean View (ft. Sleepy)

ms. isohp romatem - Trauma

ms. isohp romatem Distance From You And The Stars

Hyomin - Mango

Giriboy - Used (ft. Kid Milli)

Hoya - Baby U (ft. Hanhae)

EB - Wanna Know

JooYoung - N/A

Gavy NJ - I’m Fine

S.I.S - Say Yes

Orange Fang Fang Boys - Ready To

Roy Kim - The Hardest Part

Uni.T - I Mean

Uni.T - Begin With The End

Lucente - Your Difference

DinDin - Insomnia (ft. Lee Hongki)

Mommy Son - Shonen Jump (ft. Bae Gisung)

PLT - Igoholic

Vinxen - Yoo Jae Suk

Modsdive - Buran

Lof.T - 밤이 피네

Dreamcatcher - What

WJSN - Save Me, Save You

Day6 - Breaking Down {Japanese}

Gwon Youngchan - Weak

GFriend - Memoria {Japanese}

Spectrum - Dear my

Girls’ Generation-Oh!GG - Lil’ Touch

Heo Seongjeong - Sound

VeriVery - Super Special

Onewe, Oneus - Last Song

Giriboy - acrnm (ft. Goretexx)

Boy Story - Enough

Amber - White Noise

Eyedi - Red

Vanmal - Unification Road March

Bambi - Violin (ft. Dunkin Downer)

Park Sanhee - Over The Blue

Soran - Zamianwa (Can’t Close My Eyes)

JooYoung - Inn

The Black Underground - Slow Life

Krr - The Night Time

Shirts Boy Frank - Foam

Jay Park - Sexy 4 Eva

Seulgi x SinB x Chung Ha x Soyeon [STATIONx0] - Wow Thing

Tiffany Young - Teach You

Woodie Gochild, Haon, Sik-K, pH-1 - Kitkat

SOMDEF - Slip N Slide (ft. Crush)

Sik-K - XiBal

October:

Lee Hongki - I Am (ft. Cheetah)

Lee Hongki - Cookies (ft. Jung Ilhoon)

Park Won - Rudderless

Ikon - Goodbye Road

Nu’est W - I Don’t Care (ft. Spoonz)

S.O.U.L - Get Myself With You

Noir - Airplane Mode

Hangzoo - Drive Thru (ft. Gaeko)

Lay - Give My A Chance

Cheeze - Everything to

Yoo Hwe Seung (N.Flying) - Expectation

Soyou - All Night (ft. Sik-K)

Seven O’clock - Searchlight

Seven O’clock - Nothing Better

Epitone Project - First Love

Super Junior x REIK - One More Time (Otra Vez)

Ashmute - Summer’s Gone

UV - Who Am I (ft. Yoo Hee Yeol, Jung Jae Hyung)

Loco - It Takes Time (ft. Colde)

fromis_9 - Love Bomb

NCT 127 - Regular

San E - Wannabe Rapper

IU - BBIBBI

Wheesung (Realslow) - Breaking Down

Haebi - Wolfboy

Yoonhan - Saryuni Forest

Weki Meki - Crush

VAV - Senorita

NakJoon (Bernard Park) - Still (ft. Luna)

NC.A - I’m Fine

Park Bo Gum - Let’s go see the stars

John Legend x Wendy [STATIONx0] - Written In The Stars

The Black Underground - Love Is Love, Life Is Life

Eddy Kim - Trace

Yu Seungwoo - Always

Deepshower - Summer (ft. Jeebanoff, George)

Yang Da Il - sorry

April - Oh! my mistake

Zion.T - Hello Tutorial (ft. Seulgi)

Crush - none

Kim Dong Han - Good Night Kiss

Jeong Eun Ji - Being There

The Rose - She’s In the Rain

Sohee - Hurry Up (ft. Bol4)

Stray Kids - I am YOU

Monsta X - Shoot Out

Charari Danchu - 노잼시기

Hoody - Sunshine (ft. Crush)

Sam Kim - Make Up (ft. Crush)

Sik-K - Fire

Hailey - Truly

the Night of Seokyo - Hug You (ft. Dawon)

RM - Forever Rain

RM - Seoul

son&johwa - Mokhwa

Lee Moon Sae - Between us

BOiTELLO - Stay

UV - Sorry

Golden Child - Genie

BoA - Woman

ATEEZ - Pirate KIng

ATEEZ - Treasure

Horim - Street

Lee Kichan - 지구인

gwon.u - Home Sweet Home

LYn - Run to you

Kiha & The Faces - Cho Shim

N.Flying - Like A FLower

Jin Ju - Petal

Flowsik - Bbung

Eian - Me in the A.M

Ha Hyun Woo - Home

Horan - Wanted

Marychou 2018 - Beacuse of Weather

IZ*ONE - La Vie en Rose

Paul Kim - Me After You

Black6ix - Swamp of Despair

Richard Parkers - Stay with me

Eric Nam - Miss You

JBJ95 - Home

Monday Kiz - The World That is of You

Samui - Today Of All Days

Peterpan Complex - Ghosting

November:

TST -

Fromm - Hold Me Like It’s Forever (ft. car, the garden)

B.A.P (Jongup) - Annoying (ft. Zelo)

South Club - I’m Crazy

Twice - Yes or Yes

Bloo - I’m the one

Hwang Chiyeul - Learn to Love

[i’ll do this month soon]

December:

Hong Jinyoung - Seoul (ft. Bray)

H M Moon - The Poet’s Winter

Got7 - Miracle

Sam Kim - When You Fall (ft. Chai)

Kream - You can take my youth away, but you can never take my dream away

Holmes Crew - Holmes Delivery

O.O.O - Seesaw

Avatar Darko - C U When I C U (ft Jay Park)

Ezen - Fly Away

Jung Key - Star With ME (ft. Yoo Sungjae)

Jung Key - Honest (ft. Minseo)

Onew - Blue

Soran - Happy

Up10tion - Blue Rose

Laboom - Turn It On

Minyong - I can’t do that thing

Junoflo - Autopilot (ft. BoA)

Starship Planet - Christmas Time

Bay P - Snow In Your Eyes

Coogie - Justin Bieber (ft. Jay Park)

Well - Settle (ft. Realslow)

Rira - Love Spoon

B1A4, Oh My Girl, Onf - Timing

Day6 - days gone by

anna - Let It Snow

Changsub - Gone

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