#this was so bad ;_;

[hearthotchner]

last night i dreamt that somebody loved me

golden rays peeked through the gap in the curtains, as a soft, warm breeze passed through the room, causing your eyes to flutter, yet stay closed, wanting to bask in the feeling of him, for just a moment longer. strong arms had found themselves around you, pulling you into his firm chest, while his head was buried in the crook of your neck. gentle hands trailed up and glided through his inky hair, as he sighed and pressed a kiss wherever his lips could find.

it was a peaceful moment — one you often had, before it would all be broken, taken away from you. but, it was nice. it was nice to forget about all the horrors your job entailed, to have aaron.

you turned to lay on your side, wanting to take in his features, as you always did, to remember them well, before he left.

you loved how his eyes shone like honey, when the sunlight hit them just right, and how they crinkled at the corners, as he grinned down at you, before giving you a soft kiss.

a faint buzzing from your nightstand interrupted your blissful morning.

no longer were you basking in the glow of sunrise, no longer were you enveloped in warmth, no longer did you have aaron.

you put the phone on loudspeaker, and you listened to his monotone voice fill the empty room, staring blankly at the wall, while you rest your head on your knees.

whenever you awoke, you wondered when it’d be the last one — when you wouldn’t have these illusions of a life with a man you could never have.

it was the same old dream. where you’d share soft, intimate moments with one another, but he’d never talk. you’d never hear him whisper sweet nothings into your ear. maybe it was because you had come to terms with the fact that he would never be with somebody like you, so much so, that your mind couldn’t even imagine him saying those things to you.

when you walked into the conference room, your eyes met his, ones that were as hard and black as coal, a complete contrast to the soft honey-like ones, you had seen not so long ago. his frown didn’t waver, while he waited for the last few members of the team to show up.

and just before you were all sent to pack up and get ready for the jet, he asked you to stay behind, asking if everything was okay — even apologising for calling you in so early, when he knew you often struggled to sleep.

the way he spoke to you… the way he spoke to you was so soft, gentle, and you loved the way his brows slowly knit together in concern, it was as if he actually cared. but he didn’t.

he’s just your boss. he doesn’t want to see you lacking on the field.

you immediately disposed of any thoughts that were involved with him reciprocating your feelings, or else you’d be no better than the people you chose to hunt down for a living.

swiftly walking away from him, you missed the way his gaze lingered on you for a little too long, and missed the way his ears were tinged red when rossi caught him staring through the window.

it would be better to ignore the things that’d give you false hope. if you fell victim to them, you’d only be hurting yourself when met with rejection. aaron could never love you, he could never want to be with you.

so you’d go on, only having him in dreams, not wanting to shatter that conjured up thought of your aaron. after all, you’d rather live in the bliss of fantasy, than be met with the harsh truth of what you thought was reality.

[apus-neverstoplooking]

Regulus scans the crowd as Pandora hit the last note of the pre-chorus. His black lined eyes lock with someone he hadn’t seen in 7 years. Gray meets gray.

“I even cut my hair and changed my name” Regulus’s raspy voice sang in the mic, as the guitar faded Keeping his eyes on Sirius.

“‘Cause we all…” The lights flash and smoke shoots up from the stage. His ring clad fingers start strumming the guitar slung across his tattered black shirt that he ripped the sleeves off of and cropped. Barty comes back in with drums, cueing the others on their timing.“just wanna be big rockstars.”

“And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars.” Evan makes his way over to Regulus with his Bass

“The boys come easy,” Regulus winks at Evan and smirks flashing his sharp canines, “and the drugs come cheap.”

Regulus slides his guitar behind his back and runs a hand through his black curls before grabbing the microphone. Tilting his head up while bending his knees down , getting close to the mic stand in a way that’s borderline obscene. He straightens up, keeping his face close to the mic while tapping his black converse to the beat. “We’ll all stay skinny ‘cause we just won’t eat.”

“And we'll hang out in the coolest bars

In the VIP with the movie stars. Every good gold digger’s gonna wind up there. Every Playboy bunny with her bleach blond hair.” He makes eye contact with blonde in the front row. “And we'll hide out in the private rooms

with the latest dictionary of today's who's who

They'll get you anything with that evil smile…” He smiles, showing off his perfect teeth.

“Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well. Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar.”

The band played out the rest of the song and waited a moment for Regulus to drink some water before they did the introductions. That’s how their shows worked; They opened with ‘Rockstar’, did the introductions, sang half their set list, actually talked to the crowd for a bit and not just fuck with them between songs, sang the second half, say their goodbyes, and then sang a final surprise song which changed every show.

“How’s everybody doing tonight?” Regulus shouted into the mic. The crowd screaming back at him.

“I take it that means well? Why am I even asking? Of course you’re doing well, I’m here.” Regulus let a smile ghost his lips as he was once again, screamed at.

“We’ll I’m sure most of you know who we are, but as I’ve learned; assume nothing.” He looked at Sirius briefly. “So I’m going to introduce us very quickly so we can get on with our night.”

He picked up the microphone and started walking around.

“First up, we have Evan Rosier playing the Bass.” Who bowed dramatically as crowd cheered.” “I said, we have EVAN ROSIER playing the bass!”

He said the names twice: once normally and let crowd cheer a bit, the second time he yelled while putting more emphasis on their names so the crowd screamed louder.

“Pandora Lovegood as our lead guitarist.” She played out a quick riff. “I’m sorry, did you not hear me. We have PANDORA LOVEGOOD as our lead guitarist!”

“Our drummer is Barty Crouch Jr.” He stopped spinning the drumstick between his finger and quickly hit all of the drums. “Excuse me, our drummer is BARTY CROUCH JR!”

“Next we have Dorcas Meadows on Keyboard. However, like the amazing woman she is will play several different instruments depending on the song.” Dorcas pulled her silver sunglasses down her nose and with a wink, blew a kiss out into the crowd. “Oh c’mon, you guys can do better than that, especially for DORCAS MEADOWS.”

“As always, I’m Regulus Black, you’re lead singer and rythme guitarist.”

“And we are The Pantheon!” Regulus held out the mic for the crowd and winced at how loud they were.

They started performing again, just having fun. Someone threw a pride flag on stage that Regulus picked and started running around with as he sang.

Doing shows was Regulus’ favorite part of the job, besides actually making the music. He wasn’t really fond of the being famous part. His fans were great, he just wasn’t really a people person. He preferred to keep to himself, and also had really anxiety. Performing was different, when Regulus was on stage he became a different person. He didn’t have to be him.

****

“I want to change the last song.” Regulus said as soon as the band got backstage after saying their goodbyes.

“What?”

“Why?”

“You can’t be serious”

“Is everything alright?”

Their confusion wasn’t unwarranted, they pre-plan the song that morning at breakfast as part of their show day routine. They have never once changed it after it was picked.

“My brother, Sirius, he’s here.” He was starting to panic now as it started to set in.

“Oh shit”

“Fuck dude.”

“You have a brother?”

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“Yeah, he’s about a year older than me and ran away when I was 14. I haven’t seen him since. I’ll explain the rest later but we have to get back on stage.”

“What song do you want to do?” Dorcas asked.

“Family line.” It was a song Regulus wrote a while ago and to scared to actually release it, he leaked it to Twitter on a fake account. He wanted it out there because he knew there were kids out there who could relate, but the thought of putting something that vulnerable into the world was terrifying. The band has refused to comment on it.

“Are you sure Reggie?” Pandora looked at him like he could shatter. It wasn’t out of pity or because she thought he would shatter, they just cared very deeply and always so gentle with everything except a guitar.

“Yes.” He wasn’t really, but he needed to do this.

***

“Apologies for the wait as I mentioned previously we were having a few problems, but we’re all good now.”

“At the end of every show we sing a ‘surprise’ song that’s different every show. Some you are going to be very excited by the song we’ve chosen, while others may have no idea.”

Regulus smiles a bit at the crowd, watching as the whispered to one another.

“Now this song is bit different from our usually style and it’s not claimed by us officially. You know we’ve been dodging questions since it’s been released, but I suppose now’s as good as ever.” He looked at Sirius, who was watching intently from his spot in the crowd. Everyone else in the audience was getting more excited.

“In case anyone has yet to guess, we present you ‘Family Line’.

The crowd starting screaming.

The band started playing the opening cords as the lights dimmed, and the crowd started quieting down. The people who knew quieted down out of respect and the rest did because everyone else did.

Regulus closed his eyes and took a deep breath before he started singing in the mic.

“My father never talked a lot. He just took a walk around the block 'til all his anger took a hold of him and then he'd hit.”

“My mother never cried a lot. She took the punches, but she never fought 'til she said, "I'm leaving, and I'll take the kids" so she did.”

“I say they're just the ones who gave me life;

But I truly am my parents' child.”

“Scattered 'cross my family line. I'm so good at telling lies that came from my mother's side

told a million to survive. Scattered 'cross my family line. God, I have my father's eyes but my brother's when I cry. I can run, but I can't hide from my family line.”

‘It's hard to put it into words how the holidays will always hurt. I watch the fathers with their little girls and wonder what I did to deserve this.”

“How could you hurt a little kid? I can't forget, I can't forgive you 'Cause now I'm scared that everyone I love will leave me.” He opened his eyes and looked directly at Sirius before looking away to scan the crowd.

“Scattered 'cross my family line. I'm so good at telling lies that came from my mother's side; told a million to survive. Scattered 'cross my family line. God, I have my father's eyes but my brother's when I cry. I can run, but I can't hide

From my family line.”

“From my family line.”

“Oh, all that I did to try to undo it. All of my pain and all your excuses. I was a kid but I wasn't clueless. (Someone who loves you wouldn't do this). All of my past, I tried to erase it. But now I see, would I even change it? Might share a face and share a last name, but (We are not the same).” Regulus looked back over to where Sirius is only to find him gone.

“Scattered 'cross my family line. I'm so good at telling lies that came from my mother's side;

Told a million to survive. Scattered across my family line. God, I have my father's eyes, but my sister's when I cry. I can run, but I can't hide from my family line.”

“From my family line.”

Dorcas hit the the final note and the band ran off stage.

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The song that played at the beginning was ‘Rockstar’ by Nickelback and the last song was ‘Family line’ by Conan Gray except I changed the ‘sister’ to ‘brother’ so it fit.

[eepychonker]

"recharge" — thomato streamer au

661 word count.

a/n:: rhythm cat is a random game i made up at 00:22 am. i apologize if there's already some sort of game with that same name. i also really enjoy the gamer bf x shy bf trope, so of course i was going to write it. i feel like i had a cringe take on it though, so i'm also sorry about that.

ayato had just come home that day from a week-long business trip, and he was utterly exhausted. he spent a week away from home, and a week away from his precious boyfriend. ayato knew thoma was going to stream soon, but he sat on his boyfriend's lap anyway.

thoma had offered to put off the stream for another time, but ayato wouldn't have any of it. however, ayato is extremely camera shy, resulting in thoma covering all of ayato in a blanket.

thoma smiled down at the man on his lap "are you sure you want to stay here? you know i'm about to start streaming."

ayato stuck his head out from under the blanket. "i missed you so much though.. i wish i never went on that trip."

"i know, my love; but, you know it was mandatory."

those words earned a tired whine from ayato.

thoma smiles and holds his lover's face, caressing his cheek with his thumb. "i'm going to start streaming now. if you feel overwhelmed, you can leave."

thoma slides his headphones on. ayato rests his head on thoma's shoulder as thoma starts the stream. thoma wraps an arm around his lover and smiles into the camera. he waits for his viewers to enter his stream before speaking.

"hiya, chat! before any of you say anything, yes, i have my boyfriend in my lap. he just got back from an exhausting trip, so he needs to recharge," thoma pauses to place a small kiss onto his lover's head. "i won't really play anything too crazy since he's here, can you guys give me some suggestions?"

the chat box floods with messages, though a particular game catches his eye.

"rhythm cat? that sounds interesting. chat, can you give me more details about it?"

the chat box floods with messages again, resulting in thoma struggling to read them all.

"okay, so i just make the cats jump along with the rhythm using the arrow keys? that shouldn't be too hard. i could do it with one hand, as long as i pick easy levels."

thoma promptly opens up steam to search for the game. he buys it, then starts up the game.

meanwhile, ayato is listening to everything thoma says— well, trying to listen. he forces his eyes open, wanting to stay awake as long as his body allows him. he nuzzles his head into the crook of thoma's neck, earning a tigher hug from thoma's one arm around him.

thoma is clearly enjoying himself. he chose a beginner level for a chinese song called "flammable and explosive." thoma adored the fact that the cats meow along with the lyrics, and he swiftly adjusts to the controls.

after about an hour of playing, he finally calls it quits. by this point, thoma had somehow gotten so used to ayato's presence, he forgot ayato was on his lap. "chat, is there any other games you guys want me to play?"

once again, the chat box is spammed with messages. he settles with minecraft, and spends a little over two hours playing.

eventually, thoma felt it was time to end the stream. he had already taken his headphones off and started saying goodbye to the fans when he heard soft snoring coming from his boyfriend. thoma looks down and has the cutest sight, right in front of his eyes.

ayato is sound asleep, his head draped over thoma's shoulder and his arms around thoma's torso. thoma felt his lover breathing against his chest.

his heart melted at the sight.

he turned to the camera again and shook his head. "okay, chat. i know i was going to end the stream, but my boyfriend is 'recharging his batteries.' i refuse to move and i don't want to just sit in a chair doing nothing until he wakes up, so i'll just continue streaming until then!"

messages flooded the stream, most of them pleased with ayato being the cause of a longer stream.

end.

[claireandcrap]

ok so everyone knows about the Yuri x Nightfall ship, but has anyone considered how the reveal would go if they ever actually fell in love?

okok hear me out

Nightfall would find out about Yuri's identity quite fast and she would be pretty upset that he would lie to her so much but I'm PRETTY SURE that she would never just confront him outright. so HEAR ME OUT theres a party for all the hospital staff at the hospital Nightfall works at, so she goes and she brings along Yuri (bcuz in this au they are dating so shshsh) and you know theres a drink table and Nightfall decides to have some wine, so she has a few glasses but eventually she has a liiiitle to much to drink. Now her and Yuri are in some random room where Nightfall is spilling out her life story and feelings until eventually she starts talking about how hard it is to be a spy and to pretend to be someone your not and that makes Yuris head snap. SO he decides to take her back to his place (because he has no idea where she lives) and lets her sleep on the couch. In the morning he decides to confront her. Now she doesn't remember what happened that night but as he is describing what happens she starts to regain some memories, causing her to start panicking. They are on opposite sides (sort of) and that means they are working to destroy each other. Eventually Yuri stops talking and all Nightfall does is stand up and thank him for letting her stay over, before leaving. She has no intentions on ever returning, her job is very important to her and she wouldn't let some guy change that.... right?

[on-leatheredwings]

i really believe drake wrote this and not a ghostwriter because it has dumbass written all over it omg

[nyaskitten]

because I hate myself and forgot if I alr shared this, here's a REALLY old music video thingy I did for Hands of Time to the song Hey Brother.

It's not even close to good I was literally picking random scenes bro there's nothing to compliment all the good and bad parts were accidental...

[chiimeramanticore]

compilation of this type of post

edit: idk how much this is gonna do but since making this post i got covid and need some help, please consider it

[inkskinned]

please i love you i'm begging you bring back suspension of disbelief bring back trusting the audience like. i cannot handle any more dialogue that sounds like a legal document. "hello, i am here to talk to you about the incident from a few minutes ago, because i feel you might be unwell, and i am invested in your personal wellbeing." "thank you, i am unwell because the incident was hurtful to me due to my childhood, which was bad." I CANT!!!!

do you know how many people are mad that authors use "growled" as a word for "said"? it's just poetics! they do not literally mean "growled," it's just a common replacement for "said with force but in a low tone." it's normal! do you hear me!! help me i love you please let me out of here!!!

[pansyfemme]

everytime i hear someone call depression and anxiety ‘destigmatized mental illnesses’ i wonder how they react when they find out someone has spent weeks or months in bed or struggles to shower or eat

[spitblaze]

[guy who doesnt watch shows voice] yeah ive been meaning to watch that show

[beif0ngs]

THIS SPECIFIC SHOT OF JINX HOLDING ISHA TIGHTLY IN HER ARMS, AND SEVIKA INSTINCTIVELY USING HER ENTIRE BODY TO SHIELD THEM FROM THE EXPLOSION HAS A COMPLETE AND UTTER CHOKEHOLD ON MY HEART 🥺💔

I SWEAR IF ANYONE HURTS THEM I’M GONNA 🔪🔪🔪

[almondpiglet]

ppl were drawing mikus from all over so heres habesha miku and her lil twin sibs rin and len!!

[nyctosaurid]

huge power move of linguini to have his famous and well respected restaurant shut down because of a massive rat infestation only to immediately open a new restaurant called this

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[lgbtlunaverse]

The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.