#uhh i forget the rest of the tags

[missiletoe]

ok idk where my template is and i am literally a month late but here is a silly little Office / Corporate Life AU that I wrote about Mandy/Kiara from @magicmooshka''s hit comic, Go Girl Go!

written for round 7 of the yuri shipping olympics prompt: A broken elevator the characters are stuck together in word count: 886

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“Hold the door!” 

Kiara looks up from the First-Day itinerary inked onto her phone screen, trying to find the source of the scream. She sticks a hand out in front of the closing elevator doors regardless and watches as they slide back open.

“H-HOLD THE DOOR PLEASE!” the voice yells, closer this time, and Kiara stares as a tiny figure finally rounds the corner, clutching a briefcase that looks like it’s bursting at the seams.

The girl crashes more than walks into the elevator, panting against the railing when she finally makes it. The doors slide shut behind her and a paper threatens to slip out of the leather case when she tips it too far downwards. Kiara pushes it back into place for her.

“Sorry,” the girl says, brushing her bangs out of her face. Cute, Kiara thinks involuntarily and then mentally slaps herself to bring herself back to reality. “I-It’s my first day as an intern and I was really scared that I’d be late to my first meeting on my first day and then my boss would fire me and I would have to go back to the trenches of LinkedIn not to say that I don’t like it here because I’m Very Excited about working here and being a corporate slave oh god I didn’t mean it like that–I’ve said too much, haven’t I?”

“No worries,” Kiara replies smoothly. The girl has a strand of hair matted to her forehead and Kiara taps her own skin once to gesture for her to move it. The girl goes cross-eyed in the mirror trying to find it before finally slapping herself a few times across the forehead. “I’m Kiara and it’s my first day as an intern for the Sales team.”

“Ohmygod, you’re an intern too?” the girl yelps, pointing at her in disbelief. “B-But you’re so cool and so mature-looking and so professional?!”

Kiara blinks, stunned into silence.

“I meant that in a good way!” the girl adds quickly. “I’m Mandy, did I say that yet?”

Kiara can’t help it–she giggles. Mandy is as endearing as she is nervous.

“Pleased to meet you, Mandy,” she says, offering her hand. Mandy stares at it blankly for a few seconds before grabbing it and shaking it vigorously. Kiara’s eyes widen at the tightness of her grip.

Mandy finally lets go and slips her phone out of her pocket instead, tilting the screen to check the time.

“Good, I still have fifteen minutes before my meeting and it should only take five for me to find the meeting but in the case I get lost or someone stops to talk to me for ten minutes, I should still be–”

As if on cue, the elevator sputters like a dying engine, giving one last croak before promptly dying in between floors 4 and 5. 

Kiara looks up at the lights on top, weakly illuminating the number four as the elevator rocks back and forth before grinding to a halt. Mandy follows her gaze, going weak at the knees.

“Did it just… stop?” she asks uncertainly and Kiara peeks through the gap in the doors.

“I think so,” she replies when the elevator doesn’t whir back to life after a few moments.

“We’re gonna die,” Mandy says, eyes wide. “It was nice to meet you though before I died, Kiara. In another life, we might’ve been able to be good friends.”

“We could be friends in this one,” Kiara replies, amused. “I’ll press the button for the emergency help and I’m sure they’ll have us out of here soon.”

“I hope so,” Mandy replies, anxiously checking the time. “I really hope so.”

“Do you want a granola bar?” Kiara asks to give her something to do, fishing through her purse. Mandy looks at her and nods eagerly, already reaching for the wrapper. She unpeels it like a banana and then chews it from the top-down. It reminds her vaguely of a chipmunk and Kiara has to smother her laugh to keep it from escaping.

“Do you thig I’ll be able to find anutha job after I’m fired?” Mandy asks her through a mouthful of oats. Kiara smiles and crosses her arms across her chest.

“I don’t think they’ll fire you for their elevator being faulty,” she replies.

“Right, right,” Mandy mutters, chewing at her nails. They’re painted bright orange, like a dying sunset. “As long as the elevator is on the seventh floor by 7:55, I can run to 7M112 and still make it in time for my 8 o’clock.”

As if it’s heard her plea, the elevator rocks back to life, slowly beginning its ascent one more.

“Thank god,” Mandy breathes, one hand over her heart. 

The doors slide open on the seventh floor and Mandy’s halfway out the elevator before she suddenly turns around.

“THANKYOUFORTHEGRANOLABARIGOTTARUNNOWITWASNICETOMEETYOU!” she shouts all in one breath before she takes off running.

In her haste to leave, something slips from her grasp and clatters onto the floor. Mandy doesn’t notice as she sprints away and it’s up to Kiara to pick up the forgotten item. She kneels down on the carpet and turns it over.

A plastic badge stares back at her, Mandy’s grimacing profile plastered onto the front.7M112, was it? Kiara shakes her head and runs out after her.

[sylcries]

Idk if I’ve posted about being a cane user before but I am. I got some new charms for my cane and now I jingle when I walk

[snippy-tano]

Late Night Pastries

This wasn’t a request, but since it’s my birthday today, I thought this would be fun! I’ve been working on a few requests, but have been mostly working on a long OC fic that’s been taking up a lot of my creative energy and time. I will work on requests when I have time! Promise!

masterlist is here!

taglist is here!

tagging: @pro-fangirls-unsocial-life; @marvel-starwars-nerd; @mackstrut; @dissapointingpancake; @ahsokatano-thetogruta; @welcometothepedroverse; @padawancat97; @fractiouskat; @mandaloriandin; @badbatch-simp24; @katelynnwrites; @s1st3r; @leotatombs; @torchbearerkyle; @the-navistar-carol; @bombshe77; @arctrooper69; @social-mockingbird; @littlebluebatbrat; @get-wr3ckered; @flowered-bicycles; @idoubleswearimawriter; @lucyysthings; @dangraccoon

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It was late aboard the Resolute and it was quiet in the medbay where you were currently organizing the new supplies that had just arrived. 

The medbay was mostly empty of troopers and those that were there were sleeping soundly in the back of the large room. So you took the peace and quiet for what it was and enjoyed the time to yourself. You listened to the soft sounds of the machines and the hum of the ship beneath your feet as you counted out the supplies and marked it on the datapad beside you.

You were halfway through the crate of bandages when the door to the medbay opened. You turned in time to see Echo walk in, his hands clasped behind his back. It was a surprise to see him, especially this late, but he was your closest friend. It had been an easy transition for the two of you to go from acquaintances to best friends, in fact, it was the easiest thing in the world.

Echo was everything to you. And you were pretty sure he felt the same way about you. 

A smile spread across your face as he approached. “Hey, what are you doing here?”

Echo shrugged. “I figured I’d find you here. Are you ever going to say no to a nightshift?” 

You chuckled lightly. “They aren’t my favorite, but I’m not going to turn someone down if they ask to switch shifts. Anything I can help you with? You don’t look injured.”

“Oh no, I’m fine.” Echo said. “But I do have a reason for stopping by. Do you know what time it is?”

Your eyes narrowed as you turned and looked at the chronometer on the wall. “Uhh, it’s just after one. Why? Have I missed something?”

Echo looked smug as he smiled softly before shifting his hands from behind it back to reveal a small pastry with a single candle on top. 

“Echo, what is this?” 

He chuckled. “Only you would be so focused that you forget your own birthday.” 

Realization dawned on you as you let out a sigh that turned into a laugh. “Only you would remember my birthday when I totally forgot. Thank you.” 

He shook his head before pulling out a small lighter and lighting the candle. “Just blow out the candle and make a wish.” 

You gave him another look before closing your eyes, a wish finding its way into your mind before you released it to the galaxy, hoping that maybe it’ll come true. Your eyes opened and you leaned forward, quickly blowing out the candle.

Echo smiled at you and you felt your stomach twist as your face warmed, averting your eyes. “Here, let me clear this space and we can share that.” 

“I got this for you. You don’t have to share it.” Echo protested and you gave him a shove as you quickly cleared off the small table in the medbay.

“I know. Which means I can share it with whoever I want.” 

Echo let out a sigh, but didn’t protest further as he set the small pastry on the table. He pulled out the candle as you found two small forks that were wrapped in plastic from you and your fellow medic’s trip to the mess hall. You pulled out a chair, taking a seat as Echo did the same, setting down his helmet. You passed him a fork and he took it with a smile. 

You placed a hand on his arm, giving it a squeeze. “Thank you Echo.” 

He rested his hand on yours. “Happy Birthday, cyare.” 

There were the warm fuzzies again. You gave him another smile before raising your fork in the air. Echo smiled back as he clinked his fork against yours. 

The medbay was quiet around you, save for your quiet conversation with your heads ducked together. The pastry was delicious and Echo refused to give up how he’d managed to find it. But wherever it was, it was amazing and despite the late hour, it was probably the best birthday you’d ever had.

[j0kers-light]

Hiiiii!!! Can I be known as 🥁anon? I was the one who requested Jokers music taste and the instrument one!! (So glad you liked them btw, you write so welll!!!!!!)

How about 10 signs that joker is in love/likes someone and his love language? I mainly imagine him as someone who denies the idea (just like in HL) but still acts on his feelings in his own way- maybe leaving gifts around and denying any sort of accountability for them?

“I’m telling you, you’ve had that necklace on before” - “Huh? I didn’t even know you liked hand bags.” - “You SERIOUSLY forgot you owned that car?”

Welcome 🥁 anon!!

A huge hey hi to you! Yes, your requests were so much fun to fill, I hope I did them some justice! Ahh! Thank you, I'm happy you love mi work! 😭😭🥹

Lol, ten signs that Joker is in love? YOU MEAN, TEN THINGS HE HATES ABOUT YOU? 🥴 sorry not sorry.

Anyhoo, I hope you enjoy 🥁 anon! 🖤✨

Denial is a river in Egypt because Joker refuses to admit that he loves you! But he's a man where the saying, "Actions speak louder than words” applies. He won't say it (lol Meg from Hercules) but there will be signs he’s in love.

Joker is already attentive but he's even more so as he begins to accept his feelings. He listens and retains the tiniest details about you so he can use the information for later. J shocks you when he remembers your obscure food order (and the extra sauces) when you only said it once in passing three months ago. Joker doesn't know, but his love language is heavy influenced by actions.

Another sign is Joker being more supportive. He's always in your corner motivating you to do anything you set your mind to but now he's more focused on your future with him. If you want a promotion, one is suspiciously available the next week or if you can't take the stress of your job and want to quit, Joker will offer to support you financially. You ask for it, Joker will make it happen.

Joker becomes more protective than ever. If the security cameras and secret detail wasn't enough proof how much Joker loves you, the way his eyes never leave your sight in public, the way he rests his hand on your lower back in crowds, or protects you from danger (that he may or may not have caused) is telling. Joker has never been a knight in shining armor before and he loves having something to protect. He will always protect his Light and takes his responsibility seriously.

Once he admits he's falling hard, Joker will become clingy and start introducing his love language of physical touch to you more. For years, he never let anyone close but you have that honor now. He holds you close while you're cooking, he plays with your hands during movie night marathons, and he denies enjoying cuddles—he's just cold—but you know better. Joker can't stop touching you in someway shape or fashion. He’s addicted now.

Which brings us to another sign. Gift giving is another one of Joker's strong love languages but this man will deny deny deny ever getting you anything!! He leaves them around for you to find and dramatically gasps when you do. "Gee Bunny, I don’t know why there's a shiny new hand bag on your bed.. I didn't know ya liked 'em." Or, "Ya don't know your own closet Bunny? This new winter coat still has the uhh, tag on it." Followed by a, "What a coincidence! Twenty-nine reported subway muggings just this week and you win a uhhh surprise car! Don't ya re-mem-ber entering that contest doll?" Joker loves buying you things but he sucks at lying.

Joker tends to forget his version of love is not normal so he gets possessive a lot. He's a jealous man by nature and if he sees competition, he will eliminate it. You don't need to know why the flirtatious guy at the front lobby no longer works there, or the guy that gave you his number was found dead the following day.. The thing is! Joker finally admitted that he loves you! He will not let anyone take you away from him.

Another sign from Joker is his sudden willingness to communicate. J is a mysterious, closed off individual. Its an honor to know anything about him so when J sits you down and opens up about his time spent in Arkham or explains what his childhood was like (but cautious, it could still be lies)— consider it a miracle. Joker is opening up to you! He wants you to know more about him and his shy, hesitant eyes staring into yours shows that he's vulnerable doing so. Don't take advantage of him in this state or you'll lose him forever.

Speaking of forever, you know Joker is all about planning. His backup plans have backup plans from B-Z. One day he found himself staring up at the ceiling planning on how to make things official with you and now it’s all he can think about. You’re not a secret and he’s tired of treating you like one. It'll be dangerous if he announces you as his girl, (you'll never be safe) but Joker wants the world to know that you love him so he stares off into the void and plots a way for it to work.

Contrary to popular belief Joker is not cold hearted. He can be passionate when the need arises and he cranks it up to 100% with you. Joker never had a healthy relationship so he tends to forget the intensity in which he loves you. He has so much emotion to give that he literally leaves you breathless. His kisses are greedy and desperate, and the way he clings to you during sex makes you combust with love. This man doesn't even know he can destroy you with a single touch and it’s better he remains blissfully unaware.

And lastly. The ultimate sign that Joker loves you. The moment Joker takes you to his main hideout, walking hand in hand, where anyone can see— is the moment you know he loves you. When Joker exposes you to his world, there’s no going back. You’re the one and when he orders all of his men in for a manatory meeting you're in tears. It’s finally happening.

"Good evening gentle men. I have a special announcement tonight." Joker pulls you to stand in front of him and proceeds to wrap his arms around you possessively.

Your heart is beating out of your chest while all of these men stare at you in shock. You don't blame them.

Joker is nuzzling his nose into the crook of your neck but you miss the dark gleam in his eyes. They spell murder for anyone that dares to defy him. He scanned the crowd, looking for any naysayers.

"This is my Bunny and I'll kill anyone.. who's gotta problem with it."

[aby55-of-the-ab5o1ute]

GUYS LOOK

SD-B :D

(she/her/herself/they/them/themself)

SD-C / CANTOR

(they/them/themself)

AND SD-R

(she/her/herself/it/its/itself/they/them/themself)

RANT ABOUT THESE SILLIES UNDERNEATH

Cantor was a worker drone who was kinda shunned out of society. They knew Uzi pretty well since they bonded over being FUCKING WEIRDOS!!! (/POSS)

Though one day Cantor snuck out, and decided to just.. be a disassembly drone. They rebuilt their legs to resemble those of disassembly drones, and replaced one of their hands with the claws of disassembly drones. They also used the name SD-C to fit with the other disassembly drones.

One day, Cantor stumbled upon a tossed out disassembly drone. They hadn't gotten oil in time and seemed to have shut down. Cantor experimented on them, and managed to get them to turn back on. Though Cantor edited their body to look like a bee, making SD-B.

SD-B has the ability to turn water into oil, though it takes time and they can only do it for themselves.

SD-B and Cantor peaced out from the crew (or whatever the groups are called i forgot tbh) they were previously with, and started their own crew. (since neither wanted to or needed to kill worker drones and weren't able to convince their crew to at least minimize the amount of murder to worker drones)

Then, they met SD-R, who ran away from the main crew (V, J, and N). Cantor took interest to SD-R's regenerative abilities, since they are able to technically survive anything but they regenerate strangely. They don't get "fresh" replacement matter, instead having scars, bruises, etc.

SD-R had their original tail ripped off, so Cantor replaced it with a new one. (oh btw if you're wondering about SD-B's tail, it's just the stabby bit, the rest is inside their abdomen).

eventually the three crashed into the worker drone uhh hideout whatever (i forget the location names easily okay???) and met with Uzi. Cantor was incredibly excited since they use to know Uzi, and they were on good terms.

Cantor pushed B and R to hang out with Uzi, but only R got really close to Uzi. Uzi gave a few of her EMO ASS STUFF!!!! And R wore them (We'll eventually post them wearing some of it).

When the three met J, V, and N (again for R), it was.. horrible. Cantor almost murdered them since R told them about being used as basically a living shield. But they made up to R. Cantor and B are neutral towards the three (But Cantor is a bit more on the negative side since they're still pissed about what happened to R), and R is friends with them (a bit distant though).

Sooo.. thats all. for now..

:3 hopefully y'all like the sillies, we'll come up with a tag for this story eventually.

feel free to ask questions or stuff

[cdroloisms]

do i even wanna know what the 7y!wilbur au is

my tag for seven years AU is right here -- there's a lot that's been uh gatekept a little bit but it's an AU i have with bubbles @judgehangman that's well . it's funny it's fucked up it's canon a little bit to the left but also upside down. feel free to ask me abt it any time tho i am ALWAYS always down to talk about AUs always they just run around in my head all day

here's a post outlining the timeline of major events -- it's a bit scuffed, i did the math really quickly, but it gets the job done. and here's an ask bubbles answered about the original situation that created this whole thing in the first place.

the tl;dr of the 7y AU has a lot to do with the stupid nonsense that is traditional for this fandom. Basically, based on something cc!wilbur said about how he originally envisioned the ages of different characters in L'manburg way back in ye olden days of uhh honestly i forget--2021, i think, cc!Wilbur had commented on how in his original envisonment of L'manburg, c!Wilbur was in his early 30s, c!Fundy was 14, and c!Tommy and c!Tubbo were both around 20. Of course, the fandom being the fandom, they took the math of "c!Fundy is 14" to backdate c!Tommy as being nine during the L'manburg war of independence, and this was naturally used to create all sorts of c!tommy angst yadayadayada (while somehow everyone managed to forget that uh if this timeline holds true then ? it would also apply to the rest of the characters that Aren't L'manburg????)

it turned into this thing where people would say "tommy was NINE in the l'manburg revolution and he was BRUTALLY SLAUGHTERED by dream smp the TRAUMA" etc and that in itself led to "tommy was nine" being a bit of a meme. of course, being the way that i am, i started down a rabbit hole of taking "tommy was nine" to its logical extreme--and you know, sooner or later bubbles and i ended up with this monstrosity and its like five branching alternate timelines, awesome

the basic premise of the AU is very, very simple. tommy was nine during the revolution, dream was 14, wilbur was 25. the events on the dream smp that take place between wilbur's joining the server and creating the drug van to november 16th, a space of a few months irl, all end up being spread out over seven years of time in this AU--hence its name. bc of the nature of its creation it's an AU with an interesting relationship with both fanon and canon, playing off of and taking elements from both in interesting ways. and also there's c!dreambur.

it's fun :)

[bastardsofravenkroft-blog]

poison’s very good danger days fic list after aprox. 1 yr in the fandom. (and only spending 4m of that time reading anything bc it’s got the attention span of a bumblebee.) (all on ao3, i dont have the spoons to link them all rn) (i think several of these are really popular but theyre also good so we should be celebrating)

Angels From The Neon, by The9thDoctor

The first Danger Days fic i read on a whim, did not read the word count and got completely caught up in it and had to read it twice again the first time i read it. Singlehanded fucked over my interpretations of Party Poison for the rest of my life. Also fucked up my brain chemistry. I don’t remember much that happens for Reason + i havent read it in forever. 

One shot, but 44 thousand words

Understanding a Car Crash, by Magazine_Immortals

Emotions like a car crash. Short and to the point. I think about this specific fic at least twice a week at this point. 

One shot

doesn’t all have to be destruction, by spellingbee

My favorite danger days multichap fic. I love this fic so much. I cannot stand nor put into words how much i love this fic. Party Poison x Jet Star and theres superpowers. I will say nothing else except that this fic has better plot and characters than big films with multimillion dollar budgets. 

Multichap fic, long novel length

The Science of Sleep, by chimneythunder

This one!! Oh my god this ones neat, its got like a trope/plot thats been used loads but it does not feel tired in this and doesnt lower the stakes. Very solid as a story. Frank is the main character, and it starts before the Great Fires of 2012. 

Multichap fic, novel length

We Stole the Fire and its Burning Bright, by demondogs

Party Poison in the zones with a supernatural twist (the magnus archives [the fear entities]). This also fucked how i think of poison, i cant untangle them from this fic for this life of me. So many different feelings poured into a 7,967 length fic. If i can never write something that makes someone feel the way this made me feel there js no point in existing. 

One shot

I Believe We’re the Enemy, by Test_subject_306

Uhh probably the most angsty one on this list (possibly rivaled by doesnt all have to be destruction, but that one has balance) follows frank and is pretty funpoison centric. Angst. I thijk ill cry if i think abt it for too long. 

Multichap, long novel

A Spark Set to Flame, by turps

The vibes in this one are phenomenal. Im pretty sure its their origins/coming into their own as killjoys. Pretty tense & great dynamics

One shot, fairly long

Ones either in the process of getting to or have downloaded to read: (which i think are all multichap but im not sure)

don’t tell me to rest in peace while you’re still picking the bones of my memory, by omegalomania

Draculoids Will Never Hurt You, by sassbandit_were_duck

In Sand Dunes You Are Walking, by Alenoriana

the rise and fall of party poison, by KilltheDJ

Playground Eyes, by spellingbee

We’re All Just Born To Descend, by cedarbranch

And everything else by spellingbee and cedarbranch (unless by some evil twist of fate i wind up disliking we’re all just born to descend)

*also dont forget to read tags if you need to, several of these also have tws per chapter. Im sensitive to about 1 rare thing so i do not pay attention.

[chadhunkler]

What is your character's core?

Saw @verysmallcyborg and @sasslett do this one, and decided I'd try my hand at it!

Chad - Rippling Sunset

"You're the nicest person I'll ever meet, probably. With an undying passion to protect those who can't protect themselves, you're energetic and bubbly to a fault. It's cute, watching you run around trying to tie up loose ends. I feel bad for you - out of everyone you know, you probably have some of the deepest trauma, more than anyone's aware of. This isn't something that you want attention for at all, and you'd really just rather forget it exists at all... Even then, it seems like you can never escape it. I wish you a pleasant rest of your life, full of rippling sunsets and free of prying eyes."

god damn dude... yeah,. uh, anyways... ;-; here's kasha's

Kasha - Benign Culpability

"Everyone hates you because you are a facetious lying bitch... Kidding, I think. Seriously, though! You try way too hard to look like a picturesque example of class and responsibility, but you use your position as a social butterfly to take advantage of those weaker than you. It's rare for anything to not be your fault, and everyone thinks you're crying wolf when you actually HAVEN'T done anything. It gets kind of tiring to have everyone on your dick all the time, but it's less interesting to actually behave. Good luck with the therapy?"

hey come on now she's not lying... most of the time. the class part hits hard though...

Anyways, uhh. Here's the quiz - What is your character's core?

I'll uhh tag @shroudkeeper @oneiroy @varrok @airis-ray @dragonsongmakhali @prudentfolly @ahollowgrave @rasenkaikyo @thefreelanceangel @cadrenebula and anyone else who'd want to take it! dam it hit hard

[dangerously-human]

Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

💖 What made you start writing?

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

Shel my beloved, I love that I didn't even reblog that post and you still came in with all the best questions. You are a treasure.

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

Listen. I'm glad that I wrote A Thousand Reasons (Continuum). It got me out of a years-long writing slump, which turned out to be a key piece of working through a depression relapse after weaning off meds and going through trauma at work. Parts of it are good! It is, however, sloppy, and it's perhaps my one work I just cannot reread. I was writing entirely by the seat of my pants, and hadn't written anything with a multichapter arc before, and I ended up rushing the timeline and pushing the characters OOC in spots that I kept feeling like I had to fix with the remainder of the story.

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

I still crack myself up with the bit in the middle of Woke Up in a Safe House Singing (L&Co) where Lockwood's going on about future plans and who'll have which room, including a potential nursery, when they're married, and Lucy just holds up her left hand to go "uhh... did you forget to ask me something?"

🎢 Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

Oh, jeez. Probably Cupid's Bow (Marvel), lmao. Or maybe my super angsty AU-of-an-AU, A Thousand Shards of Glass (Continuum), which follows up on its super sweet and fluffy predecessor with the Major Character Death tag.

🎶 Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately?

Ooh, okay, so I've had one song on loop for fic outlining purposes recently, but it's for a ~super secret~ songfic, so I shan't say. However, as a clue, it has definitely been in the sicko blend on a few occasions, and originally not from me...

🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

I usually do my best writing between 9pm and 1am, which is really only doable on a Friday night.

💖 What made you start writing?

I've been telling stories since before I can remember, even before I could really talk, according to my parents. My favorite activity as a kid was walking around outside for hours, bouncing a ball and telling myself stories, often with recurring worlds and characters. At some point, I realized I could maybe make a book out of some of those. But I'd already been writing little one-off stories, sometimes in tiny books I organized into a family library system. As for fanfiction... I think my high school friend group wrote fanfic, or at the very least talked about it and would print out faves and pass them around at school. Eventually I spent a free period in the library banging out a Supernatural fic on a school computer, and the rest is history...

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

It being finished, and a sense that I said what I meant to. Comments that talk about something I worked really hard on, whether that's a line or symbolism or a theme, certainly help as a gold star sticker.

✅ What's something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don't mean to?

Gosh, you tell me - I think readers tend to notice that more than we do as writers! Well, one thing I've noticed with my Lockwood & Co fanfic journey in particular is I keep coming back to Lucy and Lockwood's relationship as an image of sacramental marriage, even in the canon era, his leadership and the way they defend each other, possessiveness in the healthy sense, very "I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine," and love as growth, as a verb, willing and acting for the beloved's greatest good. Partly this is a reflection of stuff I've been learning and thinking about a lot lately, and partly it's just very much there in canon and impossible to ignore (certainly when you read through a salt and light lens).

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

Action, jeez - how do human bodies move again? And historical fiction. Sci-fi is easier, it doesn't have to match what's real.

[knightyoomyoui]

The 1% Of Chances | TWICE Jeongyeon x Male Reader Fanfic: CHAPTER 4

"Sky's getting dark, Imma go back to my house and sleep guys.", you said to the microphone of your headphone set placed near in your mouth.

"Same. It's better to continue this house in daylight.", Mina replied, her voice was clearly audible in your ear from your headphone.

"Jihyo, where are you?"

"Wait, I'm trying to go back up. I'm in the cave just finished searching for diamonds, guys.", Jihyo responded, a little bit of struggle poked in her tone.

"Alright, we'll just wait he-"

You were about to complete your words when a deafeaning scream barges in your eardrum that made you wince in pain and coated your skin in chills.

Mina suffered the same, and both of you caught a sight in your respective computer screens in sync after Jihyo's scream resonated in your audio.

"zyozyo was killed by a Creeper."

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHH NOOOOOOOO!!!"

"Yikes.", you simply commented. Mina stiffled a laugh until she immediately gave up seconds later, finding the unfortunate fate for Jihyo's avatar too hilarious which you helplessly joined in.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, are you okay unnie?"

"LESS THAN OKAY, OKAY?!", Jihyo's frustration emerged. "Aaaaaa my things are now gone!!! And my 5 diamonds that I just freaking searched so hard too!!!", she lets out a baby whine.

You echoed another laugh which earned an iconic "Yah!" offended sound from Jihyo herself. "I didn't even know there's a creeper about to explode behind me while I'm busy making a dirt stair."

Confident that Jihyo respawned on her own house after the death screen, you commanded and attempted to relax her. "Don't worry, Ji. Me and Mina will help get that. You remember the direction of the cave right?"

"Yeah."

"Good. Let's sleep now so we can go back to our tasks quick."

You clicked on your mouse, pointing the  crosshair on the bed; controlling your avatar to lay on your red wooled bed.

The screen slowly fades to black while Jihyo spoke again. "As my repay, I'll make you guys diamond weapons and armors."

"Cool!", Mina reacted positively.

"Oh yeah thanks, Ji!!!", you said; fully motivated to follow Jihyo and reclaim her things that were left scattered in the cave.

But then, just as when all of your each characters awakened in a new morning setting; your phone begun suddenly ringing; alarming you from an anonymous call.

"Uhh girls, I'll be afk for a sec. I got a call.", you excused yourself after pressing the options menu of the game you're playing.

"We'll wait."

"Take your time, YNN."

You removed the headphone wrapped above your head, placing it on your gaming table then muted your mic on your discord channel where Jihyo and Mina are also active in the call before you swiped the screen to the green button to answer.

You recognized that the call is coming from Sadness noona, based from the tag labeled in the profile.

"Hello, noona?

"YN, hi!", Sadness greeted you. "May I ask if Jeongyeon can be free this week or in the next?"

"Lemme take a look, noona.", you reached for your tablet inside your desk and opened it. Scrolling through your notes, you entered your own made schedule calendar for Jeongyeon's pending activities and projects.

"Uhh yes, noona. She's available on the rest of this week afterwards."

"Good! Tell her that she was invited to guest in the radio show hosted by DAY6 YoungK which we were allowed to  asked and choose what day they are free. I called Heungson and Yeongsu for Nayeon and Sana's sched and they said they're also good to go."

"Oh, Nayeon and Sana will join Jeongyeon?"

"Yeah, three of them.", Sadness said. "So yeah, I'll infrom the staffs now that they can appear on the next episode this coming Saturday. Don't forget to tell Jeongyeon about this, okay?"

"Noted, noona."

"Okay, bye! Thanks for responding, YN!", you bid your goodbye too before noona did the serve to end the call.

After your conversation with Sadness, you placed your phone back to the table and wore your headphones again, unmuting your mic to speak for go signal to continue your Minecraft playtime that you promised with Mina and Jihyo today.

1 HOUR LATER

After your gameplay ended with them, you walked out of your room and went to their dorm where you gave a 'good game gesture on Mina and Jihyo who both exited their rooms to rest in the couch together.

"Is Jeongyeon in her room?", you asked after you glanced at the show they're watching on TV.

"Yeah, cleaning as usual.", Jihyo answered.

"Okay, thanks. I'll talk to her in a bit about her schedule.", the leader nodded before she directed her eyes back at the screen.

You cautiously stepped onto the front of Jeongyeon's door which is slightly opened, revealing a narrow view of the idol fixing her bedsheet and pillow.

"She really does love cleaning.", you chuckled to yourself. It makes you awe that before you can only hear and see from shows, interviews or even their own content that your bias is the clean freak of the group which is a nice thing to know; now you're literally standing in front of her room to see it by yourself personally.

You knocked at the door twice to grab the attention of the busy woman.

She turned around, seeing your figure blocking the doorway.

"Oh, YN oppa?"

"Hi Jeong.", you grinned. "Sorry to interrupt your chores, by the way."

"No it's fine, I'm almost done now anyway.", Jeongyeon smiled assuringly, swiping the fabric of the bedsheet to make it look less crumpled.

"What brings you here, oppa?"

"Well, Sadness-noona asked me if you are available this week for another schedule, I said yes because tomorrow you have your dance practice with your instructor and that was supposed to be the last for the remainder of the week.", you explained as Jeongyeon continued to fix her bed while she focusedly listened at you.

"But I gave away one free day of yours for a radio show invitation. Sadness-noona confirmed it now that you'll be there with Nayeon and Sana."

"Oh, they're coming too?", Jeongyeon was surprised.

"Yeah, as per request by the DJ.", you nodded.

"What radio show?"

"Kiss The Radio?", you were a little unsure in your tone because you nearly forgot what it called. "Noona said it's Day6 Young K who sent the invitation."

"Ooohhhh! Hehe, it's Young K sunbae.", Jeongyeon lets out an enlightened sound with her mouth agaped as she identified the person you just mentioned.

"He's a senior in our company, oppa."

"Oh? 3rd Gen?"

"Yup, he's part of DAY6 which is our company's band. Not our only one though, they just debuted a new rookie of ours named XDinary Heroes few months ago.", Jeongyeon shared another additional information which piqued your interest.

"That's actually fascinating.", you hummed and cupped your chin. "Well, have fun on their show okay?"

"I'm already excited.", Jeongyeon increased her voice of delight. "I love their group and... h-he's my bias too so... yeah hihi.", she giggled.

You aren't mistaken no matter how many times you want to replay it in your mind that Jeongyeon flushed right after she said that which kind of made your smile minimize a bit.

You snapped out of the ridiculous thoughts in your mind immediately that were beginning to cloud your head as you talked back to her.

"Aah, now it makes sense.", you gawked. "I could relate on how it feels like meeting your bias, that's why I understand your uplifted reaction right now Jeong."

"I figured out the same.", she agreed.

You cast another short stare at her as you can't help but to be stuck for a moment at her glorious visuals, heart rising and falling quite faster as you savor how good it feels to see her as usual.

"I-I'll go back to my dorm now, Jeong. Have a nice day."

"Okayyy! Thanks for the update oppa and enjoy the rest of the day.", Jeongyeon waved cutely at you which you unhesitantly responded the same, not wanting to leave it ignored.

You walked away from her room and whistled at Mina one last time before leaving their dorm, throwing a half filled pack of Skittles in your pocket which made the penguin instantly happy.

3 DAYS LATER

The van you're riding together with Jeongyeon, Nayeon and Sana along with Heungson and Yeongsu, two other fellow managers of yours who are in charge of the two other idols has arrived in front of the KBS Cool FM radio station in Seoul.

After parking the medium of transportation in the vacant lot, you escorted Jeongyeon on stepping out the van before all six of you entered the building.

Reaching the 5th floor where the Kiss The Radio room is located, the KBS staffs instructed you, Heungson and Yeongsu to stay behind the radio broadcasting room while Jeongyeon, Sana and Nayeon were offered to sit on their respective seats already while waiting for the show to start.

Few minutes has passed, the DJ himself Young K of Day6 enters the room which all of you stood up and greeted him politely while the girls' was mixed with less awkwardness because them four are already close to one another.

And there you noticed that Jeongyeon's reaction when Young K high fived with her was a bit suspicious from you. Even though she covered her mouth you knew exactly that she sported with the same blush she had earlier when YoungK's name is being mentioned.

You smiled along with your poker face and it vanishes painfully slow as you watched the entire segment of them conversing with full of fun around the room.

It's unavoidable to feel a bit disheartened seeing Jeongyeon listening very attentively at YoungK with her eyes sparkling in full brightness of energy within her, now that she's sharing a moment with her bias and you on the other hands, is having a heavy crush on the girl idol.

You tried to chill down as you repeatedly reminding yourself that he's just Jeong's bias but the negative is kicking back, telling you otherwise that why you should go on that side when you knew that you won't even have a chance with her, as if she'll care about your feelings for her... so you must let it hurt and keep that jealousy in you.

As the show ended, the girls requested for all three of you to capture a photo of them with YoungK together.

You followed too and grabbed your phone, pointing the camera at the group.

But what you saw made your heart ache more.

YoungK was beside Jeongyeon, his arm wrapped around her back and reaching her shoulder to hold onto.

You emotionlessly took a shot at them then showed the pictures at Jeongyeon which was nearly satisfied at these.

Nearly, because she gave a favor one last time for you to do quick to make her fully satisfied.

"Oppa, take a picture of us and YoungK please?", Jeongyeon pursed her ducky lips on you. It was cute, you admitted... but the mood has been ruined with your overthinking about their relationship together that probably more than meets the eye.

"O-okay."

Jeongyeon clapped before she called YoungK and insisted him to pose together for another picture.

There, you just witness them being very close together; standing in front of them looking like you're totally fine but you're not.

YoungK wrapped again his arm around Jeongyeon and they both showed peace signs which you quickly captured them, unable to bear this scene much longer.

You successfully made Jeongyeon think it was enough, allowing the six of you to leave and say goodbye to YoungK who is blessed to entertain his guests for tonight.

As you stood out of the exitway of the building, the cold night air harshly blew everyone of you; making yourselves cover your faces with your hands to avoid contact with the dusts splattered and went crazily flew around you.

Jeongyeon failed to manage protecting her own pair as you observed her blinking rapidly and rubbed her eyes furiously, letting out wincing sounds that concerned you.

"Ah my eyes!"

"Don't rub your eyes, Jeong. Show it to me."

You guided her hands to pull them down and reveal her poor eyes affected by the strong wind.

"Stay still okay?"

You gently opened her eyelid and expose her eyeball on you before blewing a small puff of air from your mouth carefully to lessen the pain and remove the fine dust irritating it.

You did the same on the other one before you let go as she recovers her sight.

"Geez, you turned into a rockstar.", you chuckled and made the rest laugh when they got what you were pertaining at.

Jeongyeon's hair was roughly haggard and unorganized, raising some couple of strand above her length.

You fixed her hair willingly in your own service, stepping forward and closer as you began combing her hair too.

Now that she looks presentable again instead of having a "woke up like this"-like look, you were about to take out your fingers stroking her hair when your eyes matched at Jeongyeon who has her sight clear again, and the first thing she saw properly back was the view of your face that drowns her in captivity.

It was a daring staring contest between the two of you, rolling your black orbs around every spots of Jeongyeon's unreal beauty while she does the same at you undeniably attracting babyface look.

Your senses reawakened when the van beeped caused by the driver to signal all of you, breaking the stare you had with her.

Sana turned off her phone and placed it on her bag. "Are we good now guys? Jeongyeon-unnie?"

"Y-yeah, my eyes are okay now.", she smiled.

"You should look at yourself earlier Jeongyeon-ah, the wind turned you into a chicken for a while.", Nayeon burst out in laughter while Jeongyeon got annoyed at the teasing of the oldest.

"Yah! Im Nayeon you're just lucky you didn't had your hair messed up like me... because for sure yours would be a lot worse.", she spatted bitterly at her bestfriend.

All of you started walking through the van, with you and Jeongyeon following behind.

"Is that true oppa? Do I looked funny there?"

"Y-yeah, it did.", you admitted. Jeongyeon pouted sulkily, which worried you and warmed your soul effectively at the same time.

"... but that was only your hair I'm referring at. Mine's not agreeing on what Nayeon described you. Like I said... you resemble a rockstar, a rad one.", you patted her head and smiled softly.

"What's rad?"

"Being cool.", you elaborated.

Jeongyeon went fluttered, tilting her head away from you slowly as she lowered it and took her precious time to calm herself down.

You let her enter first before you took the turn, sitting comfortably on the seat then closed the sliding door so that the driver can now engage the wheels and roll down the road back to your homes.

"Thanks, YN.", she said to you which you appreciatingly took it with a smile.

Everyone went silent during the drive. You were currently vibing onto your J. Cole playlist when in a single twist of your head you saw that Jeongyeon is flicking her eyelids on and off, yawning intensifies with her head waving back and forth, sign that she's getting sleepy.

You quickly took action, grabbing her head by your hand and placed it atop of your shoulder.

Placing the other piece of your earphone to her ear, you let her hear the song you're listening into.

Lack of awareness, it was just in time for Jeongyeon to hear the smooth ending adlibs of 'A lot' by 21 Savage ft. J. Cole with a woman melodically sang the words:

"I love you for so many reasons~"

Jeongyeon felt like as if it was a message coming from you, glancing at your side profile smiling at how good the song is before she slowly fell asleep with a intensely growing blush in her cheek and a blissfully quivering heart done by you.

[foxgloveinspace]

Please always ramble in the tags 😭🫶🏼✨ reading tags are some of my favorite things, esp yours tbh

I hope your weekend was good dude! And I hope your migraine fucks off quicklyyy!

I’m trying to get some studying done today, it’s not working yet, but I’m trying!

PS link for your 14K FIC?!?! FUCKIN DUDE THATS AWESOME IM SO PROUD AND SO HAPPY FOR YOUUU!!!

@a-little-lynx

Good Luck Studying!! I hope you find your groove, and it goes really well!! This is my favorite rain noise video on youtube if you like those, I put it on when I need to drown out the rest of the world for reading, haha.

My migraine is already going away a bit, I turned off my headphones, even tho I was listening to The Summoning as a little, 'its been one year since i heard you' celebration, but I can do that later too.

I would link it, but its not posted yet🙇, I'm waiting till it's done before I post it, cause I have discovered through trial and error that that is best for me (*looks sadly at my now mostly abandoned Dune fic that I will finish one of these days but I don't know when it'll be.*)

I don't even know if I'm half way done with it even, I don't even know if I'm gonna post it as chapters? or post it as a really long one shot (but from what I hear, it's best to do it as chapters cause if you get passed 50k you can't edit it after posting, oof. I always forget tags). I think if i do, do chapters, I just finished the first one, haha. It's like, a dream come true though? cause SamTron/SamRinzler is one of my longest running ships (I'd go as far to call it my rare pair otp, haha) and Tron: Legacy is my favorite movie of all time, and I've wanted to write a long as fuck fic for them for years and years and years, so now that I'm finally doing it!!! Ugh. I'm just. so giddy about it, and I hope I am getting their characters right (even tho I've watched the movie about 50 times at this point and have the freaking.... script memorized at this point.) And!!! Yeah.... I'm so happy about it... I'm also being so so self indulgent with it (for me this means adding in little details that don't really matter, like the fact that Sam keeps body armor drinks in his fridge instead of like Gatorade, or that Quorra is a picky eater now that she can, ya know, actually taste things besides Energy on the Grid...... I am uhh, assuming you've watched Tron/Tron: Legacy Cass, if not its a-ok, I just realized some of this makes no since haha.) I am just.... really getting into it?

I'm also trying to keep the main plot under covers until I post it, cause I feel like the anticipation of keeping it sceret will motivate me to beign able to finish it!

[divorceblogger]

Mid-Year Book Freakout 2023

Thank you for the tag @kazz-brekker! 🌻

1. Best book you’ve read so far this year

This is a hard one but I'm going to rule out the various re-reads I did this year (three!) and pick Rebecca.

2. Best sequel you’ve read so far this year

It's easily Dune Messiah - I don't think it's perfect, but I think I discovered lots of nuances in the series after re-reading the first book and dissecting Dune Messiah in that context has been really fun. The sequel also picks up the thread of the gothic atmosphere the first book was cultivating and continues to delve into that with greater detail which is probably why I grew fond it very quickly. Also Frank Herbert really got his shit together for it and committed to the criticism of empire that he was only really hinting at in the first book without forgetting to care for the characters and sympathise with them which I think really did something for me.

The series has a very TLT-esque balance of narrating the story, now that I think of it, in the sense that there are larger events happening in the universe around the characters while the narrative chooses to zero in on the personal tragedies of a select cast of characters in order to effectively convey the themes that it’s dealing with.

3. New release you haven’t read yet

I haven't really been keeping track of new releases much since I didn't care for a lot of the queer fiction Tor was marketing lately - but Our Wives Under the Sea has been on my radar for a while and it's the latest release I can think of at the moment because the rest of my tbr fully dips into books published pre-2000. I did read A Day of Fallen Night recently though, and it was published in Feb 2023, iirc.

4. Most anticipated release for the second half of the year

I'm going to cheat and say Alecto the Ninth although Tamsyn Muir said that release was probably going to be delayed. The only other release I'm looking forward to is The Bone Season #5 coming out next year-ish? (probably 2025 tbh).

5. Biggest disappointment

Books #2 and #3 in the Southern Reach trilogy were rather poorly done. I don't think Jeff Vandermeer is a very good storyteller, but instead has a lot to say about sci-fi and horror as genres - and those things are interesting but I'm not certain they can act as stand-ins for the actual act of storytelling.

I did still enjoy my reread of Annihilation though, but it was probably just nostalgia.

6. Biggest surprise

Wuthering Heights, although I'm not quite certain why. I think I didn't expect to enjoy it as much as I did.

7. Favorite new author (debut or new to you)

Daphne du Maurier - I'd tried to read and finish Rebecca before, but I really got around to finishing the book this year and it was very, very good. I enjoyed Rebecca so much that I kind of wanted to started My Cousin Rachel immediately; but I might have to put that off for a while because my tbr is very long at the moment.

8. Newest fictional crush/newest favorite character

I'm in Alia Atreides hell currently and I'm uncertain that there's any cure for it.

9. Book that made you cry

Harrow the Ninth! Books rarely make me cry and this was a reread but I still felt plenty emotional.

10. Book that made you happy

Solaris :) I distinctly remember smiling very broadly while I was reading the last couple paragraphs of the book. I think more people should read Solaris and also watch the film that Andrei Tarkovsky made based off of the book. It falls roughly under a category that I like to refer to as sci-fi horror, but it's also very Nona-esque, in the sense that it discusses the human condition of love with brutal honesty (I think basically all the sci-fi books I’ve read this year have dealt with very similar themes, especially with respect to their criticisms of imperial hegemony and environmentalism).

uhh tagging @phantomxblood @jaqobis @jelli-ace @wishesofeternity @honey-and-hibiscus-kingdom @iliyanaofcasimir and anybody else who might be interested in doing the game!

[absyntthe]

People you want to get to know tag game

Was tagged by @layalu :3

Last Song: I've been listening to a lot of video game soundtracks. I think the very last thing I listened to was Bismarck's theme from FFXIV. I think it's really neat that the boss themes in FFXIV aren't what you'd expect from boss music. Bismarck had no right to be that groovy btw. I don't know if that's the case across the rest of the Final Fantasy series as I've only played 14 & uhh Kingdom Hearts idk if that counts lol. I also have been listening to a Resident Evil Chill playlist on Spotify.

Favorite Color: You cannot ask an artist this. You just can't. I love all colors idk if that's a cop out LOL. It's probably easier for me to tell you the colors I don't like.

Last Movie/Show: I don't watch a whole lot of stuff. I think the last movie I watched was My Big Fat Greek Wedding with my one IRL. And the last show I watched was The Walking Dead with an internet friend. I kind of view watching shows and movies as a group activity I suppose? It's hard for me to sit down and watch something all the way through on my own, which is wild because I used to binge TV shows on my own when I was a teen. Plugging my Letterbox'd.

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Maybe I'm just an indecisive person because I can't answer this one either. I think right now I prefer savory or spicy more. I eat way too many sweets and I need to cut down on that but they're the only easily-grabbable snack foods we have in the house rn 😩

Relationship Status: In a relationship.

Last Thing I Googled: Urth's Fount boss guide. It's an FFXIV base game boss and I am queueing up for it atm (been waiting for AN HOUR because it's dead content). I need it for my Wondrous Tails quest book tho 😩 As I was writing this post one of the DPS's gave up waiting...I will never forget u queue friend

Current Obsession: FFXIV i dunno if you can tell... 👉👈 I'm still sporadically playing Palia (and running a blog for it) My Dragon Age playthrough with the bf is kind of on hold because we're obsessed with/playing different games atm

Last Book: I've been trying to read more this year because after college I just don't read books anymore :( I'm currently reading Counting the Cost by Jill Duggar. I'm not religious by any means but I've found myself scrolling through Fundiesnark content and researching fundamentalist religions and cults the past few years. (they're scary)

Looking Forward To: I started up my rock-tumbling hobby again, so I'm looking forward to Wednesday when I get to check them! They will more than likely need to go through stage 1 again but it's cool checking on them and recognizing the rocks through each cycle. Also looking forward to TWD: The Ones Who Live in February, and D&D kicking back up with my group on Saturday.

Tag nine people whose answers you are interested in!

I get so nervous about tagging people. If we're mutuals consider yourself tagged.

Totally forgot to add a blank, here it is:

Last Song:

Favorite Color:

Last Movie/Show:

Sweet/Spicy/Savory:

Relationship Status:

Last Thing I Googled:

Current Obsession:

Last Book:

Looking Forward To:

[greatsylveon2007]

Rules: shuffle your 'on repeat' playlist and post the first ten tracks, then tag ten people.

Thank you @thegreatmaddu for tagging me and allowing me to ramble about music <3

Tried my best to explain my thoughts on each song but my thoughts are not comprehensible to anyone including myself so I apologize in advance

My thoughts are also.. kind of long, oops

1 - Sharks - Imagine Dragons

"You're hot, then you're cold, you're a light in the dark, just you wait and you'll see that you're swimming with sharks"

I didn't realize I listened to Sharks so often.. oops. If I had to guess I would say it's definitely because of the instrumental, especially towards the end, don't get me wrong I like the lyrics and the vocals, but the instrumental right before the last chorus sounds awesome imo

Surprised that out of all imagine dragons songs I know, this is the one I listen to the most apparently,, that was unexpected tbh

2 - Doubt Comes In - Hadestown

"i used to see the way the world could be, but now the way it is is all I see and- (Where is she? Where is she now?)

HADESTOWN GRR

This was the song that introduced me to Hadestown I am so normal about it

Idk the vocals are so perfect and I think that the instrumental going on for a lot longer than it does in the rest of the Hadestown songs really shows how oddly silent the journey is for Orpheus. I adore how, despite the fact that Eurydice is literally singing right behind him, he can't help but feel like it's all a trick by Hades, The Fates voices are also so haunting in this one?? Even in like Wait For Me they don't sound like that for me, I love it, they sound amazing 100% of the time but this time they killed it

Orpheus and Eurydice's parts have such a contrasting vibe too, I can listen the colours of their verses what the fuck

Great song super recommend

3 - If It's True - Hadestown

"I believe that we are many, I believe that they are few (we're standing, we're standing, we're standing) And it isn't for the few to tell the many what is true (we understand him)"

Hadestown again,, I have so many feelings about this song aaaa I actually first heard a parody of it in a Shrek 3 video, so hearing the exact same melody and part of the same lyrics on stage was definitely a shock and it took a while for me to process LMAO

I REALLY like this song, it helped me write a character of mine and I just adore the build up as Orpheus starts a riot, the way the workers start singing louder and louder, the lyrics in general and Reeve Carney's voice are phenomenal, I adore this song fr fr

4- Who is She? (Reprise) - Centaurworld

"Who is she? She's the ghost of the girl I used to know. Who is she? She's the echo I'm chasing"

ONE OF THE BEST CENTAURWORLD SONGS MY OPINION IS THE ONLY RIGHT ONE - If I had to rank it it would be like, around the top five..

I listen to this song a lot while I'm having my Hope brainrots because this song represents her so well, I can't talk about it because it's spoiler territory though, I really should start Storm of Shadows 😔

Anyway uhh I love the way they incorporate lyrics from Who is She, What if I Forget Your Face and Rainbow Road into this, and Glenn's voice is so good I love everything she sings in, the instrumental also sounds like really odd but in a good way? I can't tell if it's a darker version of the instrumental of a previous song or not but it definitely gives off those vibes

5 - True North - Vocal Line

"We never learned to use a compass, we never learned to read these maps, we always yearned for far off countries, we never found a straight way back"

OO I listen to this one solely because of a Paranormal Order OSNI campaign PMV idea I have.

The song itself rocks though, the singing voices are so good, the way they're just so calm is kind of haunting in a way? Like the male and female singers always switching between each other and there being (I believe at least) always at least two singers singing the exact same thing at once just gives off a feeling, a good one probably, but definitely a feeling

6 - That Me Is Not Me - Tryhardninja

"Doppelgänger demon in disguise, eyes appear in shadows in the night, evil never dies, it multiplies, multiplies, lies"

"Oh so you're a Mandela Catalog fan-" no, ok so, you know how I just said True North is because of a campaign of Paranormal Order... This song is because of the Quarentena campaign KAMKDKSOS

THIS CAMPAIGN IS SPOKEN IN ENGLISH PLEASE CHECK IT OUT I AM STARVING FOR PO HUMAN INTERACTION

Anyway I've been blasting this song since the first episode on the 25th and it's a certified banger

Oh right the song, tryhardninja's songs just have a very specific vibe that I really like and I cannot explain, I really like his voice and the way he sings stuff idk,, I don't have an explanation for this one I just vibe really hard with it :)

7 - Epic III - Hadestown

"King of shadows; king of shades; Hades was king of the Underworld. But he fell in love with a beautiful lady; who walked up above; in her mother's green field; he fell in love with Persephone"

This is my uhhh third Hadestown song.. I promise I am normal about Hadestown (I'm a liar)

If I had to rank every Hadestown song ever this would be a strong competitor for first place ngl ngl..

I love how the song is cheerful and magic while recounting the first meeting between Persephone and Hades, but turns slow and melancholic as it leaves that memory and goes back to the present.

The way Orpheus uses his feelings for Eurydice to relate to how Hades felt about Persephone, even going as far as using lyrics from his duets with her makes me feel, and the ending where he says things about Hades that drove Persephone away that COINCIDENTALLY are also things about himself that drove Eurydice away it's just so AA

The show really hyped up this song and it absolutely delivered, makes my brain feel many things

(This is my way of begging you to listen to the Hadestown soundtrack)

8 - I'm glad you're evil too - Rachie, PalmMute

"We laught while staring down the void, and cry while listening to vocaloid, two lonely and broken souls messing around with their lives"

This song is just really sweet I like it :) Vocaloid and vocaloid covers just have this very specific vibe

This song is extremely Spook and Chaos core I love it so much I want to draw them being happy forever

To me Rachie's voice just sounds really good with the lyrics and the song is just sweet, it has an energy I cannot put into words and I'm just very normal about it. One of the few songs able to out "memes" into the lyrics and not sound funny

9 - The Goose & the Wren - Hop Along

"While the outcry of 20 men, run from the nearby batallion; as if we avoid their light, then we might make it home tonight"

Another song I keep replaying while thinking of an Paranormal Order PMV (specifically the OSNF campaign hehe)

I don't know I really like the more simple vibe of it? I especially like the singing voices not being your typically smooth crazy beautiful voices you normally hear in music, it gives it a very unique energy that I really like! It sounds like a group of friends singing with each other, I like that :)

10 - Not Evil - The Lego Movie 2: The Second Part

"I'm Queen Watevra Wa'Nabi, the most least evil person you'll ever meet; and if you make eye contact with me, I totally won't have you executed immediately"

While I was flying to the USA the plane I was in had The Lego Movie 2 and I had only watched I think the second half of it by that point so I decided to check it out, tragically this song got stuck in my head 😔

There is no deep super analysis/personal project reason I like this song, Tiffany Haddish is simply killing it and I like how it sounds (the animation definitely helped too)

I uhhh definitely do not know 10 music nerds on this site and the ones I don't know I have no idea if they have Spotify or not..... Don't feel obligated to do this 😔

@rosia4309 @cristallun @crysolis @i dont know anyone else lmaoo

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A Name Dripping With Blood: A Salvatore Character Study - 1: SCOTT ("Gaelic speaker")

It's finally here! Chapter one of the Salvatore character study!!! Yahoo!!!

So uhh if you're new here. Salvatore is my vampire blorbo from a very relatively obscure horror series I'm fixated on (not TFTGS, a different one). He's a former mobster and local dramatic old man. I wanted to write a study exploring him as a character a bit more, and it got out of hand <3

So here's the first part of that! I'm planning for there to be 10 chapters total, and if I exceed that, please hunt me for sport.

Content Warnings: I'll include warnings for each chapter, but the biggest warning for this chapter is a mention of suicide. Also, I'm starting this study from before Salvatore realizes his transness and he is referred to with she/her pronouns and his deadname. If that is something that would make you uncomfortable pls tread lightly!!

Tagging (like I said I forgor who wanted to be tagged for this </3 But if you want to be added or removed pls let me know!! I will not forget again): @wherearetheplants @albatris @approximately20eggs @skitzo-kero @nicola-writes @jezifster

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Salvatore wasn't always a monster. He was once a man--a deeply flawed man, but a man nonetheless. The story of that man didn't begin in an abandoned warehouse in 1986--it began in 1948, in a small tenement building in Manhattan, New York, with the birth of a too-tiny baby girl.

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The year was 1948.

It was an unusually warm February day, the last signs of winter grasping desperately to hold onto the world as they melted away. Three years before this day, the Second World War had come to an end, and three days later, Gerard Kuiper would discover another of Uranus’ moons, which he would name Miranda (“admirable, wonderful”).

On that day, Leslie Burke was born.

Leslie (“garden of holly”) was born in a small tenement building on the Lower East Side. It took eight long, agonizing hours for her mother Anna (“favor, grace”) to finally give birth to her, holed up in a small room with her neighbor, who happened to be a nurse, and her husband Westley (“west meadow”).

Leslie’s father had insisted that his youngest daughter be born at home, as he had a long-running distrust of doctors. Besides, he was a proud man, and he had helped his wife bear their previous three children. Leslie would be no different.

Thankfully, everything went as expected, and soon Leslie came screaming into the world, a tiny bundle of flailing limbs with a scowl on her face and a dark tuft of hair on her head. She wailed from the moment her small lungs took their first breath, as though crying out to all the stars and heavens themselves, demanding that they hear her and take her seriously.

Afterwards, Anna, though she was exhausted, cradled her tiny baby in her arms, a smile on her face as she remarked to her husband, “My, this one sure is lively!” Leslie, though she was far too young to understand the words, pouted nonetheless as she squirmed in the soft blanket she’d been swaddled in.

Westley chuckled breathlessly, his relief and pride plain on his face as he agreed, “We’ve got a real spitfire on our hands here.”

Soon after, Leslie quieted down, seemingly too tired to yell any longer, and she was introduced to the rest of her family.

The first to hold her was her cousin, Scott Clifton. Scott (“Gaelic speaker”) was a fine young man, having only recently come home from his time overseas. He was his family’s pride and joy, as he’d fought on the front lines in the terrible war. Combat had left him with a prominent limp and a sad, desperate sort of exhaustion in his eyes, but he still wore a smile on his face most days.

He was a good man, the sort of man many boys aspired to be. Though he was young, he had much to be proud of. At least, that’s what he’d always been told.

Scott held Leslie like she was something fragile, something to protect. He ran gentle, world-weary fingers over the soft brown hair on her tiny head. Even when she batted his hand away with little fists and whined, he only smiled warmly.

“She’s beautiful,” he said, his voice a soft whisper.

“She’ll be a fine young woman someday!” Westley agreed readily. He grinned good-naturedly at his nephew and pointedly added, “Now, you just need to find yourself a nice gal of your own, and maybe soon you’ll have your own baby girl just like her!”

Scott had only smiled thinly at his uncle in response.

After Scott was Leslie’s oldest brother, Jesse. Where Scott was the perfect soldier, a paragon of masculinity for his family to be proud of, Jesse (“gift”) was an academic. He was still only thirteen at the time, but he had a bright mind that shone like the sun behind his pale eyes.

Jesse was the sort of young man who would make his mark on the world, the sort who would be remembered. He would tell anyone who would listen about his dreams and his accomplishments, the heights he would climb in the coming years.

When Jesse held Leslie, he held her like she was a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any moment. Though she was quiet by now, he watched her with wide eyes, as though waiting for her to start screaming again. For her part, Leslie stared up at him, her tiny face screwed up in a frown.

“Can someone else take it?” Jesse said after a moment, lifting his head to look desperately at his mother.

“That’s not an it,” Anna chastised her son. “That’s your sister.” Still, she held out her arms for Leslie.

“Of course, of course,” Jesse said placatingly, quickly handing her the baby. “I just don’t want to hold her. All she does right now is wail, anyhow--maybe when she’s older and can hold a conversation.”

Next to hold Leslie was her only sister, Bethany. Bethany (“house of affliction”) was the perfect picture of a girl her age, with flowing brown hair and wide, blue eyes that sparkled in the light. Though the Burke’s were never a particularly wealthy family, Bethany dressed herself in the finest clothes she could. She had always been resourceful, and she made do with what she had.

This resourcefulness translated into a deathly sharp wit that Bethany had carried with her since she was young. She was outspoken and had a fiery temper, two qualities that made her stand out from the other girls her age. Though she was only thirteen, she was full of the same ambition and drive as her brother Jesse.

When Bethany held Leslie, she did so with a frown on her face and a furrow in her brow as she looked down at her young sister. Leslie seemed content to return the expression with a scowl of her own. Both girls seemed entirely unimpressed with the other.

“... Is this what all the fuss is about?” Bethany asked after a long moment.

“What do you mean?” Westley asked, his own expression somewhere between confused and perturbed.

“The baby,” Bethany said. “I thought she’d be a bit more impressive, ‘s all.” She looked up at her parents. “Everyone made such a big fuss about everything, you’d think she was one of them fancy ladies on Broadway.”

Westley chuckled, shaking his head. “All babies are impressive,” he told her. “You’ll understand when you have your own someday.”

Bethany looked unconvinced, but she didn’t object.

Finally, the last to hold Leslie was her youngest brother, older than her by only a scant few years. His name was Martin (“male”), and he was amazed to see his sister. His deep blue eyes were wide and shining as he balanced her in his thin arms. Though Leslie frowned up at him, he had nothing but smiles for her.

Martin was young, far too young for his future to be clear to anyone, but he already had a bright soul full of love for the world around him. As he grew, he would come to lose some of the naive spark he carried with him, but for the time being, his hope and optimism were his greatest qualities.

“Oh, gosh,” Martin said, “she’s so little!” He looked up at his mother, clearly blown away. “Was I ever this little?”

Anna chuckled and smiled indulgently at her youngest son. “You were,” she confirmed. “And someday she’ll grow up to be just as big as you!”

If it were possible, Martin’s eyes grew even wider, and he stared down at his sister some more. She continued glaring up at him, but he was unbothered by her apparent hostility.

“Wow,” he said quietly. “Just as big as me…” It was clear the idea was unimaginable to him, something incredible and worth celebration.

In the following years, Leslie would, indeed, grow to be just as big as Martin, but she wouldn’t stop there. She would tumble her way through her first steps and babble her way through her first words, her face set in a determined scowl the whole time. It was as though she felt she had something to prove from the moment she was born. And she would prove it, no matter what. The world loomed large and frightening, but she stared it down with a stiff upper lip and her tiny hands balled into fists.

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The year of Leslie’s birth was a tumultuous one for the family. While the arrival of the new baby was a joyous occasion, only months later it would be followed by a terrible tragedy.

For reasons that the family didn’t understand at the time, Scott Cliffton threw himself from the Brooklyn Bridge. According to his friends, he’d suffered from combat fatigue. The war was done, but it never truly left Scott, eating him up inside even as he smiled and laughed and cradled his baby cousin.

In the years that followed, Leslie rarely heard Scott’s name. If he was spoken about at all, it was in hushed whispers and euphemisms. Sometimes, it seemed as though her parents were afraid to even say his name. He was no longer Scott Cliffton, the golden boy; he was now just him, the boy who never truly came home after the war ended.

As a child, Leslie never questioned any of this, never tried to fight for Scott’s memory. After all, she had no memories of Scott, only the faintest impression of strong yet gentle hands holding her protectively. She never knew the man he was, and now she never would.

But she never forgot his name. Though she never knew him, she would always remember his name.

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Was tagged by @captainmortuemocs to take some quizzes for my OC’s, so here’s a few of them!

Once Stripped Clean, What is at Your Core?

Syla Willowgrove- Camoran: Rippling Sunset

you’re the nicest person i’ll ever meet, probably. with an undying passion to protect those who can’t protect themselves, you’re energetic and bubbly to a fault. it’s cute, watching you run around trying to tie up loose ends. i feel bad for you — out of everyone you know, you probably have some of the deepest trauma, more than anyone’s aware of. this isn’t something that you want attention for at all, and you’d really just rather forget it exists at all… even then, it seems like you can never escape it. i wish you a pleasant rest of your life, full of rippling sunsets and free of prying eyes.

Asha Ciri: Flightless Bird

the thought of your found family is what motivates you in your own little world. you touch the clouds, and the soil gives way under your footprints... this is utopia. if you were to erase one thing, it would be your memory. experience is important, but ignorance is bliss. identity, in heaven, should give way to happiness. you'd give anything just to sit by the swings and eat ice cream, but this isn't that kind of world. you have to get up and wash the dirt off of your scraped knees. i think you have an escapism problem.

Lor: Acerbic Wit

you're a mentor — an old scarred wolf, an injured soldier, a disgraced paladin. your teachings read as shamelessly pretentious, speaking in rhymes and biting down hard into anyone stupid enough to make the wrong move. this isn't your first life, nor your second, nor your sixth — you'll make the most of your time shackled to this world, no matter how many loops it takes to get it right. with every defeat, you reincarnate; a little smarter, a little quicker, crueler and nastier. will you choose to be brutal, equalizing, that final strike in the face of your enemies? will you go soft, become tender and domesticated? the choice is yours. it's not like i can stop you.

Uhh I know @flannel-couch and @voidandpyramids have a crap time of Ocs so they should totally do this as well