#wow that song sounds really interesting i want to listen to it

[skypalacearchitect]

#mirror's magic - hitoshizukup #vocasong

#<- song about a guy whose life sucks so much. finds out theres an alternate world where his life wins so much. decides to steal it all

#...then he feels bad and gives it all back BUT the first half of the song works OK

#uhm. go listen to the sequel song Magic Mirror its the better one

#. man even his mirror self got a better song than him. poor lad

people always talk about evil clones like oooh a dark mirror oohh what if you saw what are cruel person you were/are capable of becoming. and well yes but what if you were the evil clone. what if you looked in the mirror and what you saw was so bright it blinded you. what if you had to know exactly how good you could have been.

[harrysfolklore]

of the jealous kind - charles leclerc blurb

inspired by this request ! i hope you like it

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

The Miami heat embraced your skin as you walked holding Charles' hand through the Ferrari garage. It was race day and you were beyond excited to be joining him.

The Miami Grand Prix was known to be a place where all kinds of celebrities wanted to be, from actors to influencers, the paddock and the garages were filled with starlets who wanted to meet the drivers. So you wondered who would you be seeing around the area and possibly fangirling if any of your favorite celebrities happened to attend

"They told me Ed Sheeran is coming," Charles said, as if he read your mind, "I really want to meet him, he's a legend."

"Look at you, fan boy," you teased, pinching his side and letting him wrap his arm around your shoulders, "Are you going to tell him how many times you play his songs around the house?"

"Definetely, I'm also going to ask him to sign my forehead," he said and you threw your head back in laughter, "Are you good? Do you want anything to drink? Or anything I can get you."

You smiled tenderly at him, one of Charles' many love languages was always making sure you felt comfortable and happy, no matter the place or setting.

"I'm all good, baby," you pecked his cheek affectionately, "I can't wait for the race to start, honestly."

"Me too, I have a great feeling about this one," he moved his arm to placed around your waist, squeezing your hip, "I feel like it's going to be special."

Before you could reply, someone from his team called for him.

"I'll be back in a minute, mon coeur," he kissed your lips quickly, "Don't go too far, okay?"

"Don't miss me too much." You winked at him and sent him his way, watching as he walked off with a confident stride.

As you waited for Charles to return, you took in the atmosphere of the garage. Mechanics rushed around, making last-minute adjustments to the cars, while team members and guests mingled, discussing the upcoming race. You spotted a few familiar faces among the crowd, fellow drivers and their partners, all sharing in the pre-race anticipation.

Lost in thought, you almost didn't notice when a voice called out your name. Turning, you could swear your jaw fell to the floor as you realized that it was Zayn, your ex-boyfriend.

You and Zayn dated for almost two years and broke up nearly six years ago, the breakup was healthy and you were in good terms with him after it, but it had been years since you had seen each other, and you had never expected to run into him here, of all places.

"YN, hey," Zayn said, a warm smile on his face as he reached you, "Wow, it's been a while,"

"Yeah, it has," you replied, returning his smile. "What are you doing here? Are you a fan of Formula 1 now?"

"Yeah, I'm really into it," he said, "I was dying to meet the drivers and hang around here, I'm glad I could finally do it."

"That's amazing," you said, genuinely surprised. "I had no idea you were into that kind of stuff."

"Yeah, it's been a huge hobby of mine for a while now," Zayn explained. "But enough about me, how have you been? What have you been up to?"

You filled Zayn in on your life since you last saw each other, telling him about your job, your hobbies, and of course, your relationship with Charles. Zayn listened intently, nodding along and asking questions, clearly interested in hearing about your life.

"I'm really happy for you, YN," Zayn said sincerely. "It sounds like you're in a really good place right now."

"Thank you, Zayn," you replied, smiling sincerely at him, "I'm glad we ran into each other. It's nice to catch up."

Before any of you could say anything else, you felt a presence behind you and a strong arm wrapping protectively around your waist.

You didn't have to turn around and look at his face to know that Charles was jealous.

"Hey, love," he said, his gaze fixed on your face, "All good?"

"Yeah, I was just catching up with Zayn. Zayn, this is Charles,"

"Her boyfriend," he said before you could even speak, and you almost rolled your eyes comically, "It's nice to meet you, mate."

"Nice to meet you too," Zayn said as you shook hands, "YN was just telling me about you, I'm a big fan."

"Likewise," Charles replied, his tone polite and kind but and with a hint of possessiveness "Are you visiting all the Garages?"

"Yeah, that's my goal for the day," Zayn said, "Actually, I should probably get going, It was really nice seeing you, YN. And it was great meeting you, Charles."

"Yeah, it was nice catching up," you replied, offering him a smile.

"Take care, both of you, and goof luck on the race." Zayn said, returning your smile.

As Zayn walked away, you could feel Charles relaxing beside you. He turned to you, his expression softening, and you looked at him with accusing eyes.

"So, care to explain what was that?" you said, raising your eyebrows at him.

"What was what?" Charles looked at you innocently, but you could see his jaw was still tensed

"Don't play dumb, Charles," you chuckled, nudging him with your elbow. "You were totally jealous back there, acting all petty and protective."

"I wasn't jealous," he protested, but his eyes betrayed him, glancing away for a split second before meeting yours again, "I wasn't!"

"Sure, sure," you teased, wrapping your arm around his waist and leaning into him. "It's cute, you know. Seeing you get all protective."

"Okay, you win," he rested his arm on your back, "I just wanted him to know you're with me now."

"Don't worry, I think he got the message," you teased, leaning into his side.

"Good," Charles chuckled, pressing a kiss to your temple "Because I don't like sharing."

"Don't be ridiculous now," you rolled your eyes playfully, "You're like a big, jealous puppy."

"Hey, I can't help it," Charles protested, a grin on his face, "You're stunning and such a catch, anyone would die to be with you," he said, instantly making you blush, "I just love you so much."

"I love you too," you replied, leaning up to kiss him softly, "Now, come on, let's go watch you win this race."

"Sounds like a plan," Charles said, squeezing your waist, "I hope Verstappen doesn't ruin that plan though."

[jikooklove9795]

https://www.tumblr.com/jikooklove9795/764396189467705344/jungkooks-gaze-was-fixed-on-jimin-following-his?source=share

It was the official moment JK decided "Wow I really love that sound, now I'm gonna do anything to make sure I hear it over and over again"

I'm sure he also learned very quickly that he doesn't really need to try too hard to bring it out.

Awww. Thanks so much for sending this in. You have worded it very beautifully.

This moment is from June 2015. A year which shows an obvious shift in their dynamic. There's a lot of crushing, testing the waters and realization of feelings from both parties. But it is more noticeable when it comes to Jungkook. There are moments where he's trying to flirt with Jimin, to get a reaction out of him. There are moments when he does things impulsively to get Jimin's attention

He's become more clingier to Jimin. Seeking him out and enjoying the physical closeness. He teases him. Enjoys making him flustered. He's happy to see that he has that affect on Jimin.

He becomes a bit annoyed when he sees Jimin being close to other members even though he knows its all innocent affection. And then his smile is back in place when Jimin turns to him. This is in no way Jungkook being the toxic jealous guy. NO. This is him being young and not knowing if what he's feeling for Jimin will be reciprocated or not. Not knowing if the attentiveness Jimin showing him is because he's an affectionate guy or because Jimin feels a special type of way towards Jungkook.

How can we forget this moment 😂

Notice his reaction here when Jimin is asking for a kiss. He's all smiles. Smiling even when Jimin leans in

Or here. He looks endeared hearing Jimin ask for a kiss

There's this song recommendation from Jungkook. I don't think he recommended it just because he liked the song. If you haven't listened to this song give it a go. Its wonderful

Also, we have all seen this interview and this comment by Tae. What stands out to me the most is:

1) Jungkook is shy when Jimin says he finds him cute

2) His interest in knowing Jimin's reaction to Tae's comment. He really wanted to know Jimin's opinion. He was attentively listening to catch a hint

He is a kid who's experiencing something which is frowned upon in their country. Also, there's no one he can open up to regarding THIS. The only person he can being the person for whom he's having all those feelings

These were Jungkook's words when he was asked to describe Jimin

He starts giving Jimin special treatment. Wants Jimin to notice how he sees him differently. He was literally wearing his heart on his sleeve

How can we discuss about 2015 and not talk about these two moments

These are only some of the moments from 2015 which I feel like needed mentioning. There is obviously more than this. To me it all feels like a movie. The leads meeting, becoming best friends, falling in love. They're both so young here but brave enough to follow their hearts. All for love

[thatnarcissisticfeel]

I think that a lot of people without NPD have a really poor understanding of "narc supply" or the specific type of positive attention that pwNPD crave. Even the egotypicals who are allies, the ones denounce narc abuse and anti-NPD ableism, don't fully grasp it.

There's this false idea that NPDs like to be worshipped and showered with compliments all of the time, and I mean, yeah, most of us would eat that shit up, but I know that for myself and a lot of other pwNPD it's deeper and much more, I guess, personal?

I don't really know how to describe it, so I'll give an example: As a kid, no one really paid attention to my creative endeavors, my accomplishments, my feelings, etc. And if they DID pay attention, the attention was negative. I could always do better, I could always be smarter, stronger, etc. This came from peers and adults alike. So I developed a coping mechanism where I would tell myself that everyone else was wrong, that I'm actually the best person around, etc. I don't have to explain what disorder I ended up with as an adult as a result of all of that. :P

But anyway - the wound of constantly being ignored at best and insulted at worst is still there. You know how when you're in a group chat or a conversation with multiple people and no one ever pays attention to your comments, while paying attention to everyone else? Yeah, that shit hurts EVERYONE, but especially pwNPD. Even the smallest acknowledgment can be "narc supply."

You know how when you achieve something really cool and everyone ignores you - but the people who ignore you will be quick to praise OTHER people?

You know how when you post art/edits online and everyone ignores you - but the people who ignore you compliment someone else's post in the exact same thread?

You know how when you ask your friend to read your favorite book or listen to your favorite artist or whatever because of how much it means to you, and they never do it, but then they read/listen to everyone else's favorite thing at everyone else's recommendation, and how much it pisses you off? (Hurts even more if you have the SAME favorite book/artist and someone reads/listens to it at the other person's recommendation and not at yours.)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I could go on and on. That shit would bother anyone, us narcissists aren't alone in being hurt by that, but my G-d, it impacts pwNPD in such a specific way.

But let me flip it around to the positive!

A narcissist doesn't necessarily get their "supply" from someone telling them that they're the coolest person in the world and that they're a god. (Though if you do want to say that to us we probably won't complain!) Sometimes they get their "supply" from something as simple as someone acknowledging their achievements, and giving specific praise on what the achievement was. ("It's so cool that you won a prize in the music recital. The song you played sounds like it was really difficult and I loved your stage presence.")

Being told, "Wow, you did such a great job on your artwork, I love the colors!" goes a very very long way for a narc, especially when said narc is used to being IGNORED for their art.

Hearing, "it's so cool that you like that book, I'll have to read it and tell you my thoughts!" can help a narcissist's interests feel acknowledged.

You might be reading this and thinking, "well, isn't it just basic human interaction to compliment your friends or try out their interests"? And, well, maybe it is, but the whole point of NPD is that most of us grew up without receiving that type of attention, so now we're very very desperate for it - and very, very, VERY sensitive to when it doesn't happen, or is even perceived to not have happened. Something as small as being talked over in a group chat can set us off, but something as small as a simple, "hey, it's so cool that you did this, I love it." can win us over.

And to be completely fair, most of the time us being "ignored" isn't completely intentional. Like, I get it, yeah, sometimes timing just doesn't work out for person A to read my favorite book at my own rec, but by the time person B is in their life, person A can read it, and it's not anything personal. Sometimes the content I make just isn't someone's ~style~ and they support me, they really do, they just don't know what to say. Sometimes someone forgets to respond, or doesn't get a notification when I send them something I made or tell them about something I did. (There is less excuse for being ignored in face-to-face/offline convos though.) But because of the trauma of us constantly being ignored as kids/teens, the smallest little thing hurts and as a result we seek and crave attention EVERYWHERE.

So now, to give in to narc stereotypes of begging for attention: If you're a person without NPD and you genuinely want to help the narcissists you have in your life, the second best thing you can do for us is checking in to make sure we're not overlooked. Try to be sure you're not ignoring us, and if we do something cool, try to compliment it, even if it's something you don't fully "understand." Ask us about what we've been up to lately, what we're proud of about ourselves, and agree with us that what we've done is pretty cool. I mean, you'd do that for any friend, right? It's really not all outlandish for a narc to want that.

(If you're curious what the FIRST best thing you can do for a narcissist is, it's giving us a million dollars unlearning your anti-NPD ableism and calling people out who use narcissist as an insult as a synonym for abuser. Even in "offline" spaces, even when we're not around, even doctors/therapists. Even "narc" abuse survivors.)

[romancefranaticstay]

☆.｡.:* Neighbor ☆.｡.:*

Neighbor!Jeongin x fem!reader

Category: fluff ❤

Warnings: ♥ None ♥ (but... maybe a little smut towards the end)

Note: A short story about some neighbor fluff, very romantic (in mine opinion), i hope you enjoy!

Xoxo

Rachel

You were wearing headphone's, jumping around with your music.

"I bring, I bring all the Drama-ma-ma-ma (hey, hey) I bring drama-ma-ma-ma (hey, hey) With my girls in the back"

You singed, making some little dance move's.

'나로 시작되는 drama (all that)'

You were heading towards your house when you saw a moving van. That's weird, you didn't move, did you? You snuck a little closer and saw a new family moving into the house next door.

You saw two people standing there, they were probably a couple. They looked quite old, maybe they had children. Oh! That would be so nice, to finally have friends in your neighborhood.

You went inside and grabbed a snack from the fridge. You didn't have much to do before school tomorrow, so you could finally get some rest and enjoy these beautiful spring days.

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Eventually you started to get bored in your room. You went downstairs to your garden. Your garden was so beautiful, because all the sunlight always shone in your garden.

Beautiful, but a few clouds in the sky. The trees glistened in the sunlight, everything looked more beautiful than usual. Suddenly you heard a voice.

'안녕하세요, Hey.'

You looked around to see where the voice came from. You looked to your right and saw a boy leaning against the gate of your garden. He had black hair that fell slightly over his eyes.

"Hey."

"Do you live here?"

'No, I'm just sitting in their garden, sorry, I'm being sarcastic again. Yes, I live here.'

"So you're my new neighbor?"

'Ahh, so you are our new neighbors, welcome to the neighborhood by the way. It's very quiet here, so you're going to love it here.'

"I'm sure I'll like it here." he said under his breath.

"So, what are you doing?"

"I was actually listening to music."

'Can I listen in?'

"Of course, come."

He carefully opened the gate and approached you. When he came closer, you could observe his face better. He was actually very beautiful. He calmly took the headphones from your head and placed them near his ears.

"I know this song!"

'Really? What's it called then?'

'Let me think...

I'm a 퀸카 I'm a 퀸카 I'm a, I'm a, I'm a 퀸카 I'm a 퀸카 "

he started to sing. You laughed, he could actually sing very nicely.

"So you know it."

'Of course I know. Can I show you some songs?'

"Sure, go ahead."

He grabbed your phone and started typing something on Spotify. You recognized the lyrics immediately.

“Ahh, BTS run.

손 뻗어봤자 금세 깨버릴 꿈 (꿈, 꿈) 미칠 듯 달려도 또 제자리일 뿐 (뿐, 뿐)

그냥 날 태워줘, 그래, 더 밀쳐 내줘 이건 사랑에 미친 멍청이의 뜀박질 ..."

You both started laughing.

"Actually, I should be helping my parents, so... I'll see you later?"

'Yep, ofcourse.'

He waved and went out of sight. Finally someone to be friends with, or so you thought...

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Every day you learned something new about him. He had a big brother and a little brother. He likes his personal space and he has some different tastes in music. His favorite colors are also Coral and Teal. He also has a lot of passion for music.

He told something about his friends, it doesn't mean that he has moved that he has to change schools. You've already heard of someone named Seungmin and Changbin. They sound very funny. He is the youngest of his group of friends.

You sat with him in his room, you lay on his bed.

"You know, I'd love to build a time machine and go back to the '90s."

'How so?' Jeongin asked.

"I just want to see how everything works there."

'Do you like the 90s concept?'

'Yes of course! The hair, the clothing style, the stuff, wow.'

'Yes, that's possible.'

'Which era do you find most interesting?'

'I don't really know, maybe just this time, because we live in the moment now. We live now and not in the past. We will never be able to live in the past, so why compare this time to the others?"

“Wow, very poetic Jeongin.”

'Am I wrong?'

"No, in a strange way it all makes a lot of sense."

"Let's change the subject."

"Okay sure, what do you want to talk about?"

'Maybe about love? Do you believe in soulmates?'

'Me? I don't know, sometimes I feel like there's one person for everyone. But sometimes I think that certain people just fit together because of certain interests. And you?'

'I don't know, I think so. I want to live with the idea that there is someone for me, who suits me exactly. Okay, maybe not exactly, but still.' 'Yes..'

"You know, this might sound really weird, but maybe I can try out my flirting techniques on you?"

"Sure, but don't think it'll work."

'Bet?'

"Okay bet."

He came next to you on the bed. He grabbed your hand with one hand and caressed your cheeks with the other.

"Do you think that'll work?"

"Shh, I wasn't ready yet."

He breathed deeply and started looking into your eyes.

“You always look like an angel Y/N.”

'Am I an angel? More like a devil.'

He rolled his eyes and turned back to you. He looked from your eyes to your lips and vice versa. He touched your lips with his thumb, your heart skipped a beat.

“These lips Y/N, these lips, the most beautiful thing.”

You couldn't say anything anymore, what could you say? Your hands slid to his hands. Even though he was so confident, his hands were a bit sweaty.

His face moved closer to yours and... he kissed your cheek softly.

'And? Good flirting techniques?' he says as you still hold his hands.

You cleared your throat.

'Yes, quite good, yes, I have heard better.'

'Are you sure?'

'Sure.' you avoided eye contact.

He turned your face so you were looking at him.

'A bad liar.'

Suddenly he pinned you down on the bed.

'And now?'

'Hmmm, it could be better.'

His eyes fell on your neck, he grinned. His mouth came closer to your neck, so close that you felt his warm breath on your so sensitive skin. His tongue made small circles on your neck, leaving small bites.

'And now?'

'It's better already.'

"I can always make it better."

His face came closer to yours, so close that you were about to kiss, but he only kissed your forehead.

Your puppy dog ​​eyes looked up at him. You wanted more... but not in a bad way. He wanted to leave again, but you didn't just let him go. You grabbed his face and pressed your lips together.

His eyes went wide, but he didn't back down. When your lips parted again, he just stared at you in surprise.

"How about that?" you said with a very big grin on your face.

You got up and went to his door.

“This was fun, I'll see you tomorrow. Same hour.”

You wanted to open the door but he stopped you.

"Do you think you'll leave now?"

He kissed you again and pushed you against the door a little. You felt his hands over your body, it couldn't be more romantic.

You looked down and saw that the bulge in his pants was big. He saw what you were looking at.

"Are you going to help me with this?"

'With pleasure.'

You said, leaving small kisses on his face.

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[anjee0]

A Melody from the Heart

Chapter 3 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

Female!reader x Eminem (Feel free to put in your own oc insert)

Description - Y/n is struggling artist who decides to perform at an event hosted by MTV where a bunch of celebrities will be watching in person. Marshall is invited and is immediately captured by Y/n's beautiful voice. Now all he wants is for her to be on his next song.

Warnings - Second hand embarrassment, Y/n being awkward as.

As soon as Marshall got back to his hotel, he settled at his laptop and turned it on, curious to find out more about Y/n. He searched her name: ‘Y/n Y/l/n’ at the search bar, surprisingly, without struggling to figure out modern technology either.

As he hit the enter button, a list of links all displaying Y/n's name filled the screen. The first one was to a Spotify page which intrigued his interest immediately. He clicked on the link to be met with her Spotify profile. He looked closely at the profile picture and he could confirm that it was in fact the Y/n he saw singing earlier that night.

Marshall scrolled down carefully to find that she had an album of her own. It was called: ‘Lucid Dreams’ and the cover was a picture of a beautiful night sky with a hazy purple tint to it. He clicked on the album and scrolled down as he browsed through the various tracks displayed in front of him. 

He started with the first song at the top. Marshall listened closely to the glassy synth beats that started to play. It was then followed by Y/n's singing. Her voice was delicate yet so powerful at the same time. Y/n's voice was layered with silkiness and a velvety touch. Marshall leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes as he imagined her singing in front him. He could picture her emotions so well as he caught himself tapping his foot to the beat.

Track after track played, and he just couldn't stop listening. This wasn't the usual type of music he was used to listening to, but Y/n's voice made it hard for him to not be obsessed. Marshall sunk into his chair as the music took him away to a whole other dimension. He hadn't heard music like this in ages. 

When the album came to an end, he immediately clicked around Y/n's Spotify page, looking for any links to her social media. Marshall found one that led to her Instagram and immediately clicked on it. Y/n's account was public and she made a few posts. Her posts consisted of her own covers of various songs as she played a ukulele in the background and a few promoting her album.

Marshall watched the multiple videos of her song covers and was easily mesmerised. The way she strummed the strings on the ukulele with such precision and elegance made her look professional. The comfortable notes of the ukulele complemented Y/n's voice perfectly. 

He continued scrolling through her videos and felt a wave of surprise as he found her doing a cover of Yellow Brick Road. He felt his lips curling up to a small smile as he listened closely. The caption stated: “Been a huge fan of Eminem since I was a teenager, so I decided to cover Yellow Brick Road. ❤️”

After clicking around some more and gathering more information, Marshall called his manager Paul, eager to tell him about Y/n. A few rings went by before Paul answered the call.

“Marshall? Is everything okay? How’d the event go?” Paul asked.

“The event went amazing, man. Listen, you were watching it live, right?” Marshall asked.

“Yeah, I was.”

“Well did you see that first girl? Y/n Y/l/n? She was phenomenal.”

“Yeah. In my opinion, she was the best out of all them. So, why are you calling me?”

“Listen Paul, I really think this girl has some potential. I really want her on a song.” 

“Oh, wow… Really?” Paul asked, his voice was touched with confusion and surprise. He paused for another second before speaking again. “Uh, I mean, are you sure?”

“Listen, I know how it sounds too. This doesn't really seem like me but…” Marshall thought carefully about his next words as he rubbed the back of his neck. “I have a good feeling about her.”

“What exactly do you know about this girl?”

“Well I did some research and she makes her own music. She has her own album and from the looks of it, she's an independent artist-”

“An independent artist? That's gonna be hard to manage Marshall. I'm not sure if this is a good idea.” 

“Paul, I know it is going to be hard to manage but it doesn't matter. This girl has potential and I want the world to see it.”

“The world just has. On live TV.”

“Paul, you're not hearing me out man,” Marshall said, his voice hanging onto everything that it could with a pleading tone. “This is worth it. I want this to happen.”

“Okay, listen. I'm going to check this girl out myself. If I think you're onto something, I'll let you know and maybe we could try to get a hold of her, okay?”

“Okay, yes, thank you.” Marshall sighed in relief. “That's great, man. I'll talk to you tomorrow.”

Marshall went to bed that night with heavy weights of anticipation and nervousness on his back. He would be truly disappointed if Paul disagreed with him. He closed his eyes shut as his mind became occupied with the thoughts of Y/n.

The next morning, Marshall woke up with the small hook of anticipation still hanging onto him. He paced around the room, constantly glancing over at his phone as he bit his fingernails anxiously. Suddenly, his phone started buzzing against the table as it played his ringtone. Marshall saw the call was from Paul and immediately picked it up.

“Paul? Yes? What do you think?” Marshall asked rapidly, not even letting his manager speak first.

“Jeez, morning to you too Marshall.” Paul replied monotonously.

“Sorry, I’m just really dying to know what you think.”

“I get it man, I get it.”

“Well?”

Paul let out a longing sigh before he kissed his teeth. “We can do it.”

As soon as those words left Paul’s mouth, Marshall let out a breath of relief as felt all the nervousness from before gliding off his body. He let out an airy chuckle and smiled gently. “Paul, that’s great. Thank you.”

“We still need to set up a lot of things. I discussed it with the team and they’re happy to take it on. In the meantime, you get in touch with her, alright?”

“Yeah, yeah. That sounds great. Thanks man.”

As soon as the call ended, Marshall opened Instagram and went to Y/n’s profile. His fingers hovered over the keyboard as he thought of what to write. He wanted to come off as professional but relaxed at the same time. Marshall started waving his thumbs over the screen as ideas struggled to come to his mind.

In the end he settled with: “Hey, I saw you last night at the The Rhythm of New York Event. You were absolutely phenomenal and I was wondering if you wanted to work on a song with me? Thanks.”

Marshall immediately settled the phone down on the desk before sitting back down on the bed with his elbows resting on his knees. He tapped his foot against the floor rhythmically in quick one second beats as he waited for a response.

Y/n stared at her phone for what felt like an eternity. Her eyes wide and her mouth agape as she tried to process what was in front of her. With a variation of different emotions brewing inside her mind and body, she didn't know how or what to feel. She just stood there, unsure. There was no way that her idol that carried her for nearly her whole life had just messaged asking her to be on his next song. There was no way Eminem, the Eminem, the rap god himself, had said that Y/n was phenomenal.

She immediately called Maya, her fingers shook as she struggled to navigate through the phone. How could she when she was ecstatic and full of shock? The phone rang a few times before Maya picked up.

“Hey girl! What’s going on?” Maya greeted Y/n.

“You need to get here quickly.” Y/n said sharply, getting straight to the point.

“Is everything okay?” 

“Yeah, I mean, I think?” Y/n sighed as she pinched the bridge of her nose. “I’m not too sure. I just need you to get here, okay?”

“Alright, I’m getting there okay?”

A few minutes later, Maya showed up looking exasperated. A sheen layer of sweat was painted on her face and cheeks were flushed rosy pink. She panted continuously as Y/n let her into her house. 

“Are you okay?” Maya asked, immediately collapsing on the sofa.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. My engine was busted so I ran all the way here.”

“Couldn’t you have caught the subway?”

“Really? And torture myself like that?”

Y/n giggled at Maya’s comedic response. “Like running here wasn’t torture, right?”

“I’m fine, don’t worry about me. So, what happened?”

“Right. You’re not gonna believe me if I tell you.” Y/n reached for her pocket and showed Maya the text messages. 

Y/n could see the exact moment where the tiredness on Maya’s face was replaced with utter shock and a wave of excitement. She sat up with her eyes wide as she waved her hands around in joy.

“EMINEM WANTS YOU ON A SONG!” She exclaimed gleefully. She got up from the sofa and intertwined her hands with Y/n’s. “HE WANTS YOU ON A SONG!” She repeated energetically as she jumped around in circles.

“What do I do?” Y/n asked.

“Reply! Of course!”

“How?”

“Say you wanna do it!”

“Do what?”

“The song!” Maya laughed. “Oh gosh. Listen, I’ll do it for you.”

Y/n reluctantly handed the phone over to Maya. She watched as her friend thought carefully about what to type before moving her thumbs across the keyboard swiftly. Maya read over the message one more time and smiled softly as she gave the phone back to Y/n.

“Alright. Read that and tell me if you like it.” Maya said.

Y/n’s eyes scanned the text message briskly that read: “Hey, thank you so much, I’m so glad to hear that you enjoyed my song last night. I would love to work on a song with you. Thank you.”

“How did you do that so flawlessly?” Y/n asked, feeling a bit bewildered.

“I don’t know. It’s kinda easy if anything.” Maya responded.

Y/n rolled her eyes and pulled one of her playful smirks as she sat down next to Maya. “Seriously though. Thank you Maya. This is all happening because you were there for me and helped me out.” Y/n’s gaze softened as she beamed lightly at her friend.

“Don’t credit me.” Maya responded. “Your outstanding talent got you here.” A small pause was followed as a restful silence hung in the air. “Ready to send it?”

Y/n nodded nervously in response. Her thumb shook over the send button subtly. With one final exhale, she sent the message. Immediately, she switched it off and threw it behind her on the sofa.

“Why’d you do that?” Maya laughed.

“It’s like sending a risky text message to your crush.” 

“Didn’t you just do that?”

Y/n scoffed dramatically as she hit Maya’s shoulder gently. “I only had a crush on him for like a few months when I was 15!”

“And if my memory serves correct, you said that you found him ‘hot’ around 2 months ago.” 

“Yeah, two months ago!”

Maya tilted her head and smirked at Y/n like a little child. She hummed playfully and let out a chuckle she struggled to hold back. “Come on.. You still fancy him, don’t you?”

“Okay, well, like a bit…”

“I knew it!”

“A bit! Just a bit!”

“You know what, I see a love story forming between the two of you-”

“Okay, that’s enough!” Y/n interrupted with a loud cackle as she covered Maya’s mouth.

Maya slapped Y/n’s hand off gently and laughed. “I’m just teasing you. I’m so happy for you girl.”

“Thanks Maya. One more thing though…” Y/n responded.

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Is it okay if this can stay between us? This is definitely highly confidential and I don’t want people knowing about it.”

“It’s safe with me. Don’t you worry.”

“So now I'm just waiting for a reply…” Marshall explained to Hailie as he poured some tea.

“I will have to admit, this is very unlikely of you, but I think this is the right idea.” Hailie responded.

“I'm surprised that I decided to do it. She's really something else you know?” Marshall sighed as he rested the mug down onto the table. “I'm worried that she's going to decline the offer…”

“Why would she? She said she was a fan of yours on Instagram so I don't see why she would turn it down.”

“I know that, but it's still a possibility.”

“Even if she does, just let it be known that you at least tried and went out of your way to ask.”

“Thanks Hay…”

Hailie smiled softly at her dad before taking his coffee pot and having a sip.

“Did you just say all that sweet stuff so you could steal my tea?” Marshall asked with a dumb smirk on his face.

“No, I'm being honest. I'm just craving some tea. And plus, this is fruit tea. No way you would like this stuff.”

“What? I'm not a baby.”

“Yeah, whatever. So when did you send the message?”

“About an hour ago.”

“Have you checked if she responded?”

“No, not yet.”

“When did you last check?”

“Never.”

“Dad! Come on, you need to check the messages at least every 5 minutes. Come on, check your phone.”

Marshall sighed playfully in a dramatic manner before he took his phone out. As soon as he opened it, he took notice of the notification displayed on the lock screen.

“It's from Y/n.” He said.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Open it!” Hailie encouraged him.

Marshall wasted no time as his thumbs scrambled to unlock the phone and open the DM. When he did, he let out an airy chuckle of relief.

“She said yes…”

“Dad, that's great!” Hailie squealed as she embraced Marshall into a hug. “You need to call her now and talk to her. I'm gonna head back to my room.”

A few minutes passed and Marshall was able to get confirmation from Y/n that she could video call. When she answered, he could see the nervousness plastered over her face. Her cheeks were blushing pink as a nervous smile crept on her face.

“So, Y/n. How are you feeling?” He asked.

“A bit nervous.” She chuckled. “This is just so surreal. I’ve been a huge fan of yours since I was a teenager.”

“I know. I saw your post where you covered Yellow Brick Road. It was great. Your ukulele skills are amazing.”

Y/n’s cheeks flushed even more, turning her a deep red, which she didn’t even know could be possible. “Thank you. I really appreciate that.”

For the rest of the phone call, Y/n told Marshall a bit about herself, mainly just about her music and her life in New York currently. (She skipped over all the personal parts from her childhood, feeling that it was unnecessary to share).

“That’s great that I know you a bit more well now. Listen, this isn’t really something that I do, and I’m only doing this because I really think you’ve got some potential. I don’t want to pressure you or anything, but try your best to not mess it up, okay?”

Y/n could immediately feel the pressure being weighed down on her. How was she supposed to be calm when Eminem told her to not mess up? “I’ll try my best…”

“Good. So, let’s talk about business and how this is going to work. Since you’re an independent artist, I think it’s best we can get you a manager and sign you to a good record label. Are you on board with that?”

Y/n felt a surge of uncertainty spiralling through her. She wasn’t too keen on getting a manager, but she supposed there would be some benefits. “Are there benefits to it?”

“A lot. With a manager, they can give you guidance, help with time management, networking and organising events. And with a record label, they can help you financially, give you boosts and help with your development. There’s a chance that after this, a lot more people will wanna hear your voice. And for that, a manager and record label could help.”

Y/n considered the offer and came to a conclusion that it would be useful. “Okay, that sounds good.”

They talked for another hour or so discussing everything Y/n would have to be prepared for. She will have to admit, she was shaking with anxiousness. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and she couldn’t mess it up, no way. The strain on her was tremendous but she was willing to do anything for it to happen. It was a dream come true. 

“So, how much time do you reckon you’ll need to pack?” Marshall asked.

“Pack what?”

“Your suitcase?”

“My suitcase?”

“Yeah, you’re coming with me to Detroit.”

“I am?”

“How else would we do the song?”

“Oh, right! So I’m staying with you?”

“Yeah… how else would we do it?”

Y/n felt a gush of outpouring embarrassment spill from her guts. She was making herself look stupid in front of Eminem of all people. “Oh yeah! Duh! Of course. Well… to pack, it depends. How long will I be there?”

“At least a couple of months.”

Y/n kissed her teeth as she struggled to cover the shock on her face. She would be spending a few months in Eminem’s mansion. She nodded slowly, trying to think of what to say next without sounding dumb.

“Greal.” She responded.

“Greal?”

Y/n’s eyes twitched as she felt herself growing terribly awkward and mad at herself. “I meant to say great. But then I was gonna say deal. And then it just kinda became greal…” At that moment, she wanted to hang up the call, block Marshall on every social media platform and disappear off the face of the Earth.

“Hey, sweetheart, it’s fine, don’t sweat it. I understand, you’re nervous.” Marshall replied sincerely.

Y/n felt a sense of relief knowing that he understood, but the fact that he had just called her sweetheart did not help at all.

Eventually, their call came to an end as they waved each other goodbye. Y/n grabbed her pillow and screamed into it. The lingering embarrassment clutched onto her like a blood-sucking leech. It caused continuous pain that made her feel humiliated. This was really happening. It was real. In one week, she would be hopping on a private jet with Eminem to start a song with him. She couldn’t mess up anymore. It was time to commit to this properly.

A/N: chapter 3 after a month! (I'm so sorry). Also, Marshall calling Y/n sweetheart was a reference to a Rhythm and Flow episode where he called one of the girls sweetheart🙈 I think it was s2ep5 if you wanna see it!

[sass-ruby]

Okay so um, I'm gonna be talking about these two episodes today! (Prepare BECAUSE OH MY GOSH.)

Alright, we'll start with the first one. Can I just say that, moon absolutely angered me so much. Moon, NO ONE IS ASKING YOU FOR AN EMOTIONAL SPEECH NOR ANYTHING. It's the fact that you COMPLETELY ignored sun, didn't even bother to check up on him, and then went to work in your lab to find a solution?? Looks like history is repeating itself. But.. why? Why is the same thing repeating again? WELL I HAVE A THEORY! Sun's gonna die, someway, somehow and that's gonna be the only way moon realizes. I think this because of solar specifically. When solar heard that moon won't check up on sun, he sounded absolutely disgusted. Keep in mind, solar lived in HIS SUN'S head. That sun ALSO had a moon, and I bet solar has watched the same exact thing happen. And what happened when solar's sun died? Solar's moon went insane! Imagine the guilt moon would feel, gut wrenching. He probably ALREADY feels guilty, but would rather let it consume him whole than to comfort sun or AT THE VERY LEAST HUG HIM

Sun was there with moon during moon's (valid) breakdown, but moon being there for sun? NOOO, OF COURSE NOT!

Also if moon's gonna start with the "I'm not good with emotions" stuff, I'll lose it. YOU HAVE PROVEN IN OTHER VIDEOS THAT YOU CAN, MOON. Neptor's funeral, OR HELL WHEN THE WHOLE FINDING OUT DAZZLE'S SECRET THING HAPPENED. He listened about every kid, comforted, reassured, he was there. Although, now he's just ignoring sun. I think it's because he's a coward. And by a coward, I mean that he's too scared he'll say something wrong or make it worse, because the word is about NEXUS, someone who moon HATES, though sun loves nexus, evil or not, he was still his brother.

Moon doesn't understand that, he's jealous most likely. It reminds me so much of when nexus wasn't insane.. he was bad talking moon, and when moon returned? Moon was bad talking nexus. Both didn't want to be like each other, they DESPISE each other, calling each other knock off's (okay, THAT PART WAS KINDA FUNNY I'M SORRY.)

But.. where is sun in all of this? He missed each one. He loved each one. He loved them. He still loves them.

But they BOTH didn't understand how their words hurt sun. They're so similar in some ways, it's absurd. AND THEY DON'T EVEN REALIZE IT. Reminds me of the song "over and over" by Rio Romeo.

If sun dying is the only way for moon to realize, I'll be willing to accept it even if it is quite sad. It's disappointing, truly.

Monty's and lunar's reaction, I expected honestly. By the way, lunar-, "he's doing worse than I thought he would be.." ARE YOU STUPID, HE JUST KILLED HIS EX BROTHER?? Didn't you go through the same damn thing too? As for monty, not even surprised one bit. He's always been like that, I never really liked him, but oh well.

And THANK YOU SOLAR FOR BEING THE ONLY SANE PERSON EXCEPT MAYBE EARTH BECAUSE GOSH THIS SHOW AIN'T FOCUSING ON SUN'S HEALTH MUCH.

The urge to b*tch slap almost everyone.

I genuinely want sun to have a breakdown, he chose moon, but moon didn't bother to even check up on him.

Gosh.

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ANYWAYS, TODAY'S EPISODE!

Just gonna add this picture again, because why not

Wow- genuinely just wow- that was-.. wow

So dark sun DID end up doing something. I must've missed something in the past video, but interesting..

I heard a person say, I forgot who it was but that SUN was the key of this whole plan

He killed nexus, he pulled the trigger and made a choice which means.. that way other suns also made choices instead of not acting

I have NO idea how sun managed to make that happen, BUT THE THEORY MAKES SENSE

In a way, I was right- he IS trying to stop the dimensional abuse of suns by them killing their own moon, I SUCK AT EXPLAINING

if anyone can explain this theory better than me, PLEASE DO.

I felt so bad for the sun in this dimension. Poor thing. Sounded scared and terrified, while repeating "I hate you", while crying and also while bashing HIS moon's head with a barrel

I wanted to hug him QwQ poor baby.. we need a name for him

ALSO HE'S MY CHILD NOW. I'M ADOPTING HIM.

Moon tried his best to keep that sun at peace, WHICH BRINGS ME BACK TO THE SAME TOPIC, WHY DOES HE HELP EVERYONE EXCEPT HIS SUN

I get it was a different situation BUT CMON.

I suppose I already ranted enough about that part, though

I would add more but I'm INCREDIBLY tired and all.. so um yeah-

[baby-yongbok]

Sunset

Bang Chan x Thick Fem!Reader

Genre: Smut, non idol

✨Masterlist ✨

Warnings: Unprotected sex (Wrap it up, guys), Cheating (Married reader/ Chan is dating someone) , Strangers to One night lovers, Dirty Talk, Fingering, Oral sex (M receiving) Slightly rough, Uh.. that’s it really? It’s just Smut, Sorry if I missed any tags. Explicit content so MDNI please.

Word Count: 2677

Note: First Person POV + This was something that I just whipped up real quick and wanted to share. It’s short compared to what I usually like to write but I thought you’d enjoy it! Just a quick smutty Chan fic to entertain ya.

Summary: The Sunset diner is your go to place to retreat, it allows you to meet new people while immersing yourself in the arts. It’s become your routine to relax at the diner every night and seek some...company. One night a new customer arrives and you just cant seem to keep your eyes off of him. You have to have him.

The Sunset studio and diner has always been a safe haven for me, ever since I was thirteen years old my step dad would bring me here and buy me a hot chocolate and two cookies before letting me roam around the studio and stare at the artwork in awe. It bought him enough time to smash whatever girl he picked up along the way in the bathroom then come back and act like he was never gone. I never cared, I was too fascinated with the artwork and the soft melodies of the guitars that the customers brought from home, or the grand piano by the entrance being played by whoever thought they were good enough to have the entire studio hear them. I was always amazed by those people, by their confidence, it was different from the kind that I possessed and I enjoyed being in its presence. No one has dared to play the piano in months though, not in my visits to the diner. 

"Thank you, Lali." I nod my head to the waitress that serves me almost every night and she smiles back as always.

I continue my watercolor painting enjoying the ambient sounds of guitars and what I’m pretty sure is a ukulele when suddenly I hear it. My head snaps up and my eyes land on the brown haired man focusing on the keys of the grand piano. Others in the diner still their movements as they stare, those who are sitting around me stop talking and listen to the melody that he's producing. He continues to play a song that I've never heard before, an original maybe? The beauty in the notes that he's playing makes me close my eyes as the music builds me up to a feeling of bliss that I haven’t felt in what feels like forever. 

As the piece picks up speed I start to wonder about its purpose. Is it an ode to tragedy or love? They are both one in the same in the end but I'd love to pick his brain. Suddenly the melody comes to a halt before he lightly strokes the last three keys. The sound of the last key drags out beautifully and applause erupts quickly after. The young man's head jolts upward and a small dimpled grin plays upon his lips before he stands and playfully bows before the studio. As the studio calms down I watch him carefully as he picks up his bag and makes his way to the counter to order a drink. I can’t help myself as I find myself ear hustling. 

"That was beautiful." One of the employees that I don't know that well raves. 

"Thank you, I appreciate it." His response is dry, he's uninterested. 

"Chan?" Lali calls from the pick up counter and I glance back to watch him pick up his drink. He smiles warmly at Lali but he's still uninterested, what is he interested in? He scans the studio searching for a spot to sit and I quickly continue painting. He makes his way past my booth and I decide to go in for the kill. 

"Excuse me." He turns around to me and his eyes soften once they land on mine, why's he so tense?

"May I ask what you got to drink? It looks divine." The same small grin as before plays upon his lips as he turns completely to me.

"An iced black tea with mint and cream." 

"Oh, wow that sounds as divine as it looks, thank you." His eyes stay on mine as I offer him a smile and for the first time since he's stood from the piano he seems interested.

"It's my pleasure, I can't help but notice your painting. It's beautiful, truly stunning." Tapping the end of my paint brush against the table I shrug at him. 

"It's alright, I'm experimenting with watercolor tonight. Would you like to have a seat?" I wave my hand towards the seat across from me and he kindly accepts. Sliding into the booth I get a swift whiff of his scent, a musk of some sort, Egyptian? Himalayan maybe.

"I'm not much of an artist, the world of paint intimidates me." He chuckles and I bring my hand up to rest my chin in the palm. 

"Funny, you don't seem like the type to be intimidated by much." His eyebrow raises at my response as he lets it linger, he clearly doesn't plan to ask what I mean. He's waiting for me to elaborate, but I'm not the type to volunteer information and he doesn't seem like the type to ask about it. 

"Do you come here often?" He asks disregarding my previous comment, I can't help but chuckle. 

"Every other week since I was thirteen, I upgraded to every day at 9pm a year ago." He shakes his head and sips his drink.

"I'm passing through this town, thought I'd look for a place to relax and stop driving for a while." 

"You made a wonderful choice stopping here, especially since you seem to be a fellow creative. That was a beautiful piece you played earlier." He nods and offers a quiet thank you. "Have you always played? Or have you just recently learned how to move your fingers like that?" 

There his eyebrow goes again, raised and displaying his curiosity. "I've always played." 

"Oh, how wonderful you must have such a careful way of doing things then. I've always found that those who play the piano are drawn towards the more intricate things in life." 

We stare at each other for a few seconds, both grinning and scanning each other. He breaks our gaze, sitting up straighter he pushes his drink over to me.

"Have a taste." His eyes meet mine again and this time I challenge his gaze, holding it as I wrap my lips around the straw and suck up the tasty liquid. "Don't be greedy, now." 

A small moan escapes me at the sound of his warning. Releasing the straw from my lips I grin at him. "Delicious, the mint is a really nice touch." 

"Would you like for me to get you one?" 

"No thank you, I like yours." The chuckle that falls from his lips stirs something up in me that I haven't felt in a while. He's flipping a switch that no one has been able to in a while and I am loving it. 

"What do you do for a living?" Eyebrows furrowed and both elbows on the table he awaits my answer. 

"I'm an art professor." There goes that eyebrow raise. 

"Professor? Excuse me for my rudeness but my curiosity is getting the best of me. May I ask your age?" 

"You may." He's visibly amused by my answer. He's clearly a bit younger than me. He's easy to get to but not too easy. 

"Twenty-five and yourself?" 

"Twenty-three" I knew it, experienced but not too much. "Too young for you?"

"Not at all, you'll be fun to seduce." There go those damn eyebrows, I wonder if he knows he's doing that at this point. I'm not mad at it, it's just interesting. 

"Seduce, huh?" 

"Mhm, I'm already turning you on." He leans forward in his seat and folds his arms. 

"How so?" 

" You like that I'm not easy to read, you're also into the fact that we both dabble in the arts of some sort. You're impressed by my age and my beauty, and you've been keeping consistent eye contact with me. Not to mention your manspreading which when across from an attractive female is an invitation to make an advance." He leans back against the booth, arms still crossed. 

"Are you sure you don't teach psychology?" Smiling in his direction I nod before checking the time. 

"Drive me home?" Checking his watch he keeps his eyes on me as I pack my art supplies.

"Is 11:15pm your cut off time here?" Grabbing his bag and finishing his drink he slides over to the end of the seat. 

"Not usually, but I have to get to the next step in seducing you." Laughing, he stands and grabs my bag for me. 

"I should've probably told you this before but I'm actually driving down to see my girlfriend." Shrugging my shoulders I pass him.

"And I'm married, your point?" Making my way through the doors of the studio I close my eyes briefly as the night air brushes my skin, the beginning of fall is always so relaxing. 

"This way." Brushing his hand along the small of my back he starts walking towards his black Mercedes Benz G-Class. I guess he's not bothered by my relationship status, I'm glad we're on the same page. "After you." Opening the door for me and placing my bag at my feet he closes it after me and I quickly do a breath and pit check before he gets to the driver's side. Once he's inside he asks where I live and I say nothing, looking over at me I meet his gaze and smile at him. 

"I never got your name.” he relaxes into his seat 

"Chan, and yours" I don't plan on answering him, it's actually best if I don't. His breath hitches in his throat as I begin to palm him through his jeans. 

"I like to think about how you'll recall this memory over the next couple of months." Getting on my knees in the passenger seat I leaned over to unbuckle his belt. "How you'll recall the blissful feeling of my mouth on you, the nameless woman you met at the studio." 

Unzipping his pants teasingly slow, neither of us break our continuous gaze. "How I'm so much better than the girl you're going to visit, sexier, more spontaneous. Has she ever sucked you off in your car?" He shakes his head revealing the obvious answer.

"I didn't think so." My mouth sinks down his shaft and he draws in a deep breath. His hand tangles into my hair and the other grips the steering wheel. He clearly hasn't received oral in awhile, I'd be surprised if he lasts longer than three minutes. 

"Oh my fucking god" He rests his head against the headrest and his grip on my hair gets tighter as I work his shaft, my tongue playing with the underside of his dick where his head and shaft meet, my favorite part of any man's cock. "You're pretty fucking good at that, baby." 

Humming in response I take his length deeper down my throat swallowing around him. I think that today I'll try not to use my hands, I'd like to make him finish strictly with my mouth. "Shit, babe let me kiss you." 

Humming in response I continue to work my head up and down his dick. "I said let me fucking kiss you." Pulling my head up off of him he holds my chin in place as his lips aggressively meet mine. Moaning into him I part my lips allowing his tongue to explore the depths of my mouth as he pleases. His hand explores my body, fondling my breast and Tracing the dips of my curvy figure. 

"You're a fucking slut aren't you?" Moaning at the sound of his husky voice I nod. "Finish a sluts job then." Pushing my head back down to his cock I open my mouth taking his member back down my throat. Groans and moans fall from our mouths as I sucked him, the anticipation of his sticky cum coating my throat excites me. 

"Just like that, give me all of that pretty mouth." His cock twitches in my mouth and I start to slow down eliciting a frustrated groan from Chan as well as a slap on the ass. "Don't you tease me, slut." 

Smiling slightly I pick up the pace finding my rhythm, it's not long before he explodes in my mouth gifting me with the taste of him. Swallowing every last drop I sit up and start preparing to make my escape when he grabs my wrist and ushers me over into his lap. Leaning back into the steering wheel I accidentally honk the car horn with my backside and we both chuckle after the surprise and panic subside. Adjusting his seat so that it's further away from the steering wheel and slightly leaned back I adjust myself so that I'm comfortable before crashing my lips to his. Grinding into him my skirt rides up revealing my bare ass and his hand wastes no time gripping a handful and landing a firm smack on either cheek eliciting a deep moan from me. Before I realize it his length slips inside of me filling me up and reaching every spot that I need him to. 

"Fuck, oh my god." Moans uncontrollably spill as he thrusts up into me. 

"What about you, huh? Are you going to think about the guy you met at the studio? How he seduced you just as effectively as you did him." Picking up his speed he finds a rhythm that is bound to make me cum early. " How he made you cum so quickly that you can't fathom what a night with him would be like." Just as those words leave his mouth my orgasm washes over me in a wave stronger than any man has ever caused before. 

"Or how about the way he kept you coming over and over again." One of his hands snaked down to my pussy and started aggressively rubbing my currently sensitive clit. The other hand lifted my shirt to reveal my bare chest, lifting his knee a bit and pushing me forward. He sucks one of my nipples into his mouth as he readjusts his other hand to replace his length with two fingers, as his thumb finds and rubs my clit. Bouncing with the rhythm of his fingers I end up riding his digits as my second orgasm crashes into me. 

"Chan" All I manage to moan out is his name, the only thing I can remember at this point is his name and maybe how to breathe but even that seems to be failing me at the moment. I climax for a third time and he releases my nipple from his mouth. 

"You look so pretty while you ride my fingers, go ahead and come for me again, kitten." I can't help but to completely let loose at the sound of him as my final orgasm rips through my body. I become limp on top of him and he slowly removes his fingers from me and slips them into his mouth. "Just as sweet as I thought you'd be." 

Littering kisses up my neck and cheek he lifts me up a bit to meet his gaze. "You better clean yourself up, I'd hate for your husband to start a fight with you and ruin your night." Smiling over at him I sit up and pull down my shirt. Then climb back over into the passenger seat and pull down my skirt. Chan fixes the driver's side chair and I wipe my mouth with my forearm, my formerly messy hair is still messy so that's not a problem at all. Suddenly Chan grabs the back of my neck, ushering my face towards his and our lips meet In a heated kiss. I let his lips linger and dance with mine for a while before pulling away.

"Thank you for seducing me." He smiles teasingly as I laugh.

"It was my pleasure." Bending down and grabbing my bag I open the passenger door. 

"Where are you -" 

"My husband picks me up from here at 12:10am every night." Smiling over at him I almost close the door completely before opening it again. He looks at me hopefully with those damn eyebrows raised and his small grin painted upon his lips, I felt a wave of heat wash over me and I couldnt help what I said next. "Y/n."

"Y/n, thank you." Smiling, I look down at my feet before closing the car door and turning on my heels heading back inside of the studio. Walking up to the counter I smile at Lali as she asks what I'd like. 

"A large iced black tea with mint and cream, please."

[bugsrawesomesauce]

Here’s my opinion on song three, Odysseus, of Epic the Musical.

There are multiple references to earlier songs whether it be instruments used or language. The strumming on the guitar or harp are references to the first song of the series, and it flat out says Troy. It also uses some of Zeus and Poseidons key instruments, Zeus’s keys for thunderbringer and poseidons constant drumming.

The suitors voices are absolutely awesome because they show the pure terror of Odys might. The fact that they’ve been in the palace for twenty years and think that they know it better than it’s own ruler is preposterous. It shows just how much guidance and how much more intelligent Ody is than the suitors.

The serpents head line is awesome because it references the battle with Scylla discreetly, atleast that’s what I believe it’s portraying. The suitor who says that particular line has the rough voice of someone as evil as Poseidon, and it’s awesome that the voice of antagonism in the story seems more rough and boyish than the usual more female voice of evil.

The suitor who sounds ironically like Poseidon also has the lines about peace, which are also really interesting because it’s almost as if the table has flipped and they are begging the person who wanted peace in the past for their own lives. Also, this suitor has the same background noise as Survive I think, when they are running around. The drumming sounds very similar to it. This can be referencing how Ody says

“600 lives at stake, it’s just one life to take, and when we kill him our journeys over.”

Kind of cool because all the suitors have to do is kill an impossible foe, quite like Ody and his crew had to in the past.

ALSO HOW THIS SUITOR REPEATS ONE OF POLITES KEY LINES,

‘let’s have open arms instead’

and

‘Greet the world with open arms’?

AWESOME. The fact that Ody must have felt a moment of either pure rage or sadness would be awesome. And the fact that he instantly killed the guy really cements this iconic moment.

The background music of Legendary playing and then Telsmachus showing up. Awesome. Then Athena’s main chords showing up as the suitors try to make a move on Telemachus could be seen as almost a protective move, like she was either worried or right there with the prince, trying to make him safe again in his own home. She showed up even as she knew Ody was in the same vicinity of her. Also; this means that she actually ISNT just rotting on Olympus, and she is going to help the royal family.

I believe there is also some subtle references to the song Mutiny left in here, Telemachus asking to be freed. And the men counting on the suitor to kill him, kind of like how Odys crew rooted on Eurylochus. It’s an awesome tie to the song where it all starts to really go to hell.

Ody kind of turns into a Mini-Poseidon. I think this could be something interesting because he’s only in this state of darkness because the suitors decided to threaten Telemachus with crippling injuries, just like how Ody did to the Cyclops. He feels a fatherly rage I think, and the line where he says his mercy is gone is a discreet tie in to Get In The Water, where Ody tries to convince Poseidon to chill, but Poseidon goes basically berserk.

The background music in the final moments along with the tiny, almost mute screams of the suitors tie into the Underworld Saga the most. The tune is also sounding like one of the moment from the cyclops saga in survive. It might mean how the men failed, unlike Ody, to beat the ‘insurmountable foe’. they had the numbers but still couldn’t go up against one man.

OK WOW I WROTE A LOT BUT THIS SONG IS SO FIRE IT DOESNT MATTER

Ps. Sorry for any spelling mistakes, I wrote this AS I was first listening to the song, and it was really rushed.

[theebubblegumbitch]

omg you should do a part 2 of “You Know You Ain’t Gettin Your Bitch Back”

You Know You Ain’t Gettin Your Bitch Back~ Pt.2

Chad Meeks Martin x fem!reader

Request: Ask and you shall receive my gorgeous anon <333 I hope you’re happy with it!

Synopsis: After breaking up with your asshole boyfriend Derek, you find some new eye candy in a frat party kitchen… This is what happens while (and after) he walks you home.

Warnings: smut, unprotected p in v sex (wrap it up heathens!), praise kink, Chad once again being a gf stealing charmer, very much goofy, non-serious sex, basically porn with a plot

Series: Pt.1 , Pt.2

This night definitely had not gone how you thought it was going to, but you weren't gonna complain. Because now, you were being escorted out of the obnoxious frat party that you attended with your now ex-boyfriend, by one of the finest men you had ever seen, Chad Meeks Martin. Even better, he was also walking you home. You were sure you looked like a psychopath, holding back an ear to ear grin at the situation you had found yourself in. It was only now that you realized you were walking past the living room, that Derek was still in. Your smile dropped, as you felt somewhat guilty for Derek having to see his freshly ex-girlfriend leaving with another guy.

Until what happened next that is.

"Wow we literally just broke up like 20 minutes ago and you already found another dude? Slut!" Derek had yelled that at you from across the room. Suddenly Chad stopped dead in his tracks, and so did you, as he flashed you a smile before removing his arm from your shoulders and walking straight over to Derek. "Oh you gonna come confront me you girlfriend stealing asshole? Hey let me know if she fakes another org-" Derek's shouting is quickly interrupted by Chad's right hook. Damn you thought he's strong... You didn't even realize it at first but Derek was on the ground now, dabbing at his bloodied nose. "She broke up with you before she even met me, because you're an asshole. And she's not a slut. Also you may wanna ice that nose, ya know for the swelling." Before Derek could even get up or respond Chad was already walking back to you with a warm grin on his face. You were still slack-jawed in awe. "Sorry about that, he shouldn't bother you again." Just like that his arm was slung back over your shoulders and you both were moving towards the door again. "T-thank you for doing that, you really didn't need to he was just blowing off steam." You said nervously, still somewhat in shock. "Well he was disrespecting you so, I- thought he deserved some disrespect back is all." Chad said as y'all approached the door. Right before you two made your exit you noticed the song that was playing. It sounded like Bussin by Nicki Minaj, and a certain lyric caught your ear.

"You know you ain't gettin your bitch back..."

You and Chad were about halfway to your apartment by now, and you were actually having a pretty interesting conversation about horror movies. "Well, you may not but I love them! I don't know I guess it just feels- safe to me? It sounds weird but when you watch enough of them it gets predictable, and you start to feel in control of your fear." You explained to Chad after listening to his reasoning for not really partaking in the genre. You definitely didn't blame him. "Yea I guess I get that, I just can't bring myself to feel that way about them ya know?" He said with a scratch of his head as you both neared closer to your apartment. "Hey, I can see my place up ahead, you can go ahead and walk back to the party if you want." You said, secretly hoping he would say no. "Yeaa I don't think it's a great idea for me to go back there..." He said with a laugh as you gasped. "Oh right- almost forgot about that." You chuckled as you avoided looking up at him. You weren't sure why you felt the need to look down, it just felt right. Suddenly you feel Chad use two fingers to lift your chin up as he points towards your apartment complex. "Hey look we're here!" You feel your eyes widen, you weren't expecting him to do that. "Oh yea we are, also just pointing would've sufficed." You say in a light mocking tone, but you were glad he didn't just point. "I know, but I wanted you to look at me."

His eyes were now piercing into yours, and you felt a certain warmth in your chest. The eye contact went on for what felt like forever, until Chad broke the silence. "Okay I know you just broke up with your boyfriend and all, so you're probably not looking to hook up or get with someone new or anything like that but I really, really wanna kiss y-" You cut him off as you press your lips against his, feeling him ease into the kiss instantly. It was gentle, but intense and passionate and you swear you never wanted it to end, but you had to pull away from each other eventually. You feel his hand that was on the side of your head ease off, and you slowly pull your lips off of his. Your faces are still impossibly close as you speak. "You uh- wanna come inside?" He looks at you like he wants to devour you before he says yes. You immediately grab his hand and almost drag him inside.

Before you know it you two are in your living room, lips back on each other. His hands are all over you, as if he was trying to touch every single part of your body. Eventually you feel them snake down to your upper thighs as Chad whispers for you to jump. You waste no time in doing what he says, wrapping your legs around his back so he doesn't drop you. You both stay there for a second enjoying each other's embrace as Chad sucks a dark purple mark onto your neck. You whimper a little at the feeling. "I bet that asshole ex of yours never had the balls to mark you up like this..." Chad practically growls in your ear as he places kisses over the fresh bruise. You only moan in response. You guess he's happy with that (non) answer, because next thing you know he's carrying you down the hall towards your bedroom. You make a mental note to thank yourself for leaving the door wide open. He gets to the foot of the bed and you expect him to throw you down, but instead he turns around and throws himself back onto the bed, making you squeal in shock.

You end up adjusting your legs accordingly, now straddling him. You take the opportunity to run your hands along his chest, slowly tracing every curve of his abs. You were now incredibly thankful that it was a college costume party, especially since you were wearing your shortest mini skirt as part of your lazy Britney Spears costume. You didn't want to wear it at first, but my god were you glad for it now. Chad was now moving his hands under it, making way to your center that was now impossibly wet from your little makeout session. You were breathing awfully heavy in anticipation and need, and Chad seemed to notice. "You want me to touch you baby?" You said yes quicker than you probably ever had, and just like that Chad's thumb was rubbing against your clit through the fabric of your panties. You went to kiss him again, whimpering against his mouth as he moved faster.

"You gonna cum just from this baby? Huh? You gonna be a good girl and cum for me?" You could barely nod as you felt your high approaching, burying your head in Chad's shoulder as you got lost in the pleasure. "Look at me or I stop. Okay?" You definitely didn't want that to happen, so you reluctantly met his gaze. Intense wasn't enough to describe it. He had a dark look in his eyes as he seemed to almost be staring into your soul, which was enough to make you cum with a yell as you squeezed your eyes shut. Chad gradually slowed the work of his hand as you came down from your high, letting out an airy laugh. "W-what's so funny?" You said as your chest heaved slightly, still out of breath. "Oh nothing just, that one didn't seem too fake." He said with a smirk, referring to what Derek was yelling before he got knocked to the floor. You were laughing a little now too, placing a hand on Chad's chest to steady yourself. "Don't worry, it wasn't." Once again your eyes met Chad's. His gaze had softened from what it was before, but you could tell he still wanted you. Mainly because of his obviously hard dick pressing against your still clothed pussy. "We can stop now if you want, I don't wanna pressure you into anything."

He was so sweet, but you felt bad leaving him hanging. That and you were still incredibly turned on. You felt the best way to show that was by taking off your white button-up (you had foregone the bra as per Derek's request). You watched as Chad's eyes went wide. "Okay your chest is definitely better than mine. I mean- wow." You laughed at his comment, leaning forward slightly so your bare boobs grazed against him. You felt his dick twitch slightly at the friction. You planted a kiss on his cheek before standing up so you could remove what was left of your clothing, watching as Chad did the same. You moved to sit on his lap again, throwing your arms over his shoulders as you kissed him again, this time hungrier. You went to wrap one hand around his length, your hand barely closing around it as you went to stroke him. He threw his head back and let out a low moan at the contact. "Very impressive cowboy." You said as you continued to stroke him slowly. He chuckled a little at your comment before bringing his head back up to look you in your eyes again.

"Glad you like it, but you'll probably like it better once it's in you." He bucked his hips up slightly as he said that. You went to line his dick up with your entrance. "Let's find out shall we..." You gripped his shoulder and kissed him again as you sat all the way down, allowing yourself to get used to his size. He was big, a lot bigger than Derek, and even he was hard to take sometimes. Chad must've noticed you struggling as he spoke next. "You okay? Did I prep you enough or do you need a second?" You felt yourself relax more just from how attentive he was, so you took a breath and starting to lift your hips up. "No I got it." After you said that you threw your head back and started to bounce on him, moaning ever so softly each time he filled you up again. Chad quickly started to match your movements with his thrusts, holding one hand on your back to keep you steady. "Fuck Y/N, you feel so good oh my god." You grew more encouraged at the praise, causing you to start going faster. You felt your orgasm building so you closed your eyes to focus on the pleasure you were feeling. But Chad wasn't gonna let that happen. "No no open your eyes, you know the drill I wanna see you." You were so lost in it that you barely heard what he said, still keeping your eyes closed. You only opened your eyes when you felt him tilt your chin towards him. "Please baby you look so pretty like this."

You nearly lost it at his words, moving just a bit faster, Chad meeting you every time. "Oh my god I'm so close please don't stop please." You were moaning and panting and nearly screaming Chad's name as you got closer to cumming, and he wasn't far behind you. "It's okay I won't, you got it I'm right behind you." You came hard once he said that, attempting to slow down in order to avoid over-stimulation. But Chad still hadn't come yet, before you had a chance to breathe he was grabbing your hips and practically impaling you on his dick. Rambling little praises and moans as he went. Finally, you felt Chad bury himself deep inside you, instincts telling him to bury his come in you as far as possible. You pressed your now sweaty foreheads together as you slumped against him. You both stayed like that for awhile, riding out your highs until Chad broke the silence. "I hope you don't go back to that douchebag after this." He said it with a laugh but you could tell he was dead serious. You laughed with him at the idea. "Trust me, I won't." Chad pulled you closer to him as he stared into your eyes.

"Good, because you're mine now." You were perfectly okay with that.

A/N: woohooo! first full Chad smut! this one isn't very descriptive but I'm actually really proud of the dialogue? anyway I have some other fics in the works but I STILL NEED MORE ASKS!! so don't be shyy! also feedback is very much welcome as I'm always looking to improve! happy reading gorg!

-With love, Miss Grace <3

[thelonelyshore-if]

1k Followers Drabble

I finally settled on how I wanted to celebrate 1k followers--by sharing a bit of fun ~extra content~ with you all! It isn't quite a traditional drabble, but I really enjoy what I've come up with.

Below the cut is a 'transcript' from Perri's radio show. The transcript is taken from the night MC washed up on shore, and surrounds some 'theories' citizens have of who this mysterious new stranger could be. Mostly the goal was to be silly, give a taste of what Perri's show is like, and show Perri and Beck's characters a bit more!

I hope you enjoy <3

THE LONELY SHORE

10/11/XXXX

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LOVELESS:

Good evening, creatures of the night. This is your host, Perri Loveless. Sunday nights are typically reserved for local hauntings and ghost stories, but we have a breaking news story! Tonight, we’ll be discussing the story of the Drowned Stranger.

SOUND:

Waves lap against shore, THEME SONG plays before fading out, segue into…

–

LOVELESS: 

Welcome back. An incredible thing has happened, listeners. An almost unbelievable thing. Only a few hours ago, an unidentified individual was rushed into Easthaven Medical in potentially critical condition. 

We have on the line a witness who would like to remain anonymous. 

Hello–are you there?

WITNESS:

Ah–hello. Yes, I’m here.

LOVELESS:

We’re glad to have you, thank you for being willing to speak on your experience. Please–tell us about what you witnessed earlier tonight.

WITNESS:

Sure. So I was just about to leave the hospital when it happened. I, uh. Don’t need to tell you why I was there, do I?

LOVELESS:

Of course not. Please, if you’re comfortable, just tell us what you saw.

WITNESS:

Okay, good. So, I was standing there in the lobby, and I see a truck tearing into the lot like a bat out of hell. Seriously–it’s like they were firefighters trying to put out a house fire, right? Clearly something’s up, so I decided to stick around to watch.

LOVELESS:

Wow. It sounds like the situation was urgent.

WITNESS:

Seemed like it. So the truck stops so fast I was half sure they’d crash. Before I know it, the driver’s door flies open. You said I couldn’t tell you who it was?

LOVELESS:

We’d prefer to keep identities private until we know more about the story, yes. Thank you.

WITNESS:

Alright. So the, uh, driver gets out and immediately opens the back door. I’m standing there watching as they grab something out of the back seat.

LOVELESS:

Something?

WITNESS:

Someone. It was a person–it was a stranger. To be honest, the person looked dead. The driver scoops the stranger up like a sack of potatoes and pretty much runs up to the door. I’m just standing there with my mouth hangin’ open, but then I make myself useful and hold the door.

LOVELESS:

What can you tell me about the stranger?

WITNESS:

Not much. Like I said, they looked like the hospital wouldn’t do ‘em much good, if you know what I mean. But the freakiest thing was that they were dripping wet. Just, completely soaked.

A storm’s been rolling in all night, but it hadn’t hit yet. I don’t know where this person came from, but they were soaked to the bone and out cold.

LOVELESS:

Incredible. What happened next?

WITNESS:

I mean–they rushed the stranger into a room, so I didn’t really see much after that. Somebody parked the truck but I didn’t stick around to see who it was. The whole situation kind of gave me the creeps? So I just…left after that.

LOVELESS:

Sure, sure. Do you have any theories about where the stranger came from?

WITNESS:

Uh. They were pretty wet. The lake or the river, probably.

LOVELESS:

Hm. Interesting. Thank you again for your testimony!

Alright, listeners, what do you think? An unidentified individual was brought to the hospital, unconscious and, apparently, wet. What possibly could have happened? 

Give us a call at XXX-XXXX and we’ll get you on air! 

-

VOICE:

Seriously? What else could it be if not the lake? Or the river, I guess.

LOVELESS: 

Hush. I’m on air! If you want to share a theory–

VOICE:

Nah, you know I don’t. I’m just saying.

LOVELESS:

Then wait until the show’s done.

VOICE:

*LAUGHTER*

Fine–fine! You win. 

SOUND:

Brief instrumental plays, interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing.

-

LOVELESS:

You’re on air at The Lonely Shore! Hi, there, good evening!

CALLER 1:

It was aliens.

LOVELESS:

Oh, interesting–I wouldn’t be surprised if extraterrestrial life was somehow involved. Tell me more.

CALLER 1:

Reverse alien abduction. 

*LONG PAUSE*

LOVELESS:

Hello? Are you still there.

CALLER 1:

Mm-hmm.

LOVELESS:

Reverse alien abduction. Sure. Do you mean…instead of picking someone up, the aliens dropped someone off? Or more like–

CALLER 1:

Stranger is an alien. Wolf in sheep’s clothes. An alien with human skin, dumped out some kind of vat into our town. Gonna steal our secrets.

LOVELESS:

A vat–that would explain why the stranger was, uh. Damp.

CALLER 1:

Alien juice.

VOICE:

*LOUDER LAUGHTER*

*choked* Juice!

LOVELESS:

*hushed* If you can’t be polite–

VOICE:

Sorry, sorry.

CALLER 1:

Who’s in there with you? Can you trust ‘em? I thought this program was safe–

LOVELESS:

It is! I’ve just got an. Um. Station assistant here. I promise, we’re here to listen.

CALLER 1:

Really shoulda warned me you weren’t alone–wouldn’t have called you at all if I thought somebody else’d be listening.

LOVELESS:

Sir, this is a radio show?

SOUND:

Phone clicks, returning to instrumental. Music plays until–phone rings again.

-

LOVELESS:

Um–hello! You’re on The Lonely Shore. The…ah, the radio show. Thank you for calling!

VOICE:

Smooth

LOVELESS:

Would you be quiet?

CALLER 2:

Excuse me!?

LOVELESS:

Ah, not you, ma’am! Talking to my…dog. Won’t stop barking. Anyway, thank you again for calling to share your theory!

CALLER 2:

I think you should be ashamed of yourself.

LOVELESS:

…what?

CALLER 2:

Nice new face in town and you’re already spreading nasty rumors! People listen to the radio to hear news and some nice music at the end of a long day. Not this filth.

VOICE:

Oh f*** off.

LOVELESS:

Beck!

CALLER 2:

How dare you! Never in all my days have I been treated…all the ways to speak to a customer…my hard earned tax dollars don’t pay you to insult me! 

LOVELESS:

That’s not really how it…

CALLER 2:

I swear, I’ll end this program! I’m friends with very important people in city hall and when I’m through with–

SOUND:

Phone clicks, instrumental resumes.

-

LOVELESS:

*hushed* can you please not insult my callers.

BECK:

She was being a major–

LOVELESS:

Please.

BECK:

*sigh* I’m sorry. For real. I just don’t like people talking to you like–

LOVELESS:

I know, but I can handle much worse than getting scolded.

BECK:

You’re right.

SOUND:

Instrumental ends, cut off by the phone ringing.

-

LOVELESS:

Hello! You’re on the air with The Lonely Shore. We’re currently looking for theories about the Drowned Stranger.

CALLER 3:

I’ve got a theory.

LOVELESS:

Excellent, please share your thoughts.

CALLER 3:

I don’t think the stranger came from the lake. Not originally.

LOVELESS:

Where did they come from?

CALLER 3:

I’ve called to tell you this before, but I live right next to the graveyard. Somebody has been digging up graves and stealing body parts.

LOVELESS:

Oh, yes–I remember your call from a few weeks back.

CALLER 3:

I finally figured out what they needed the parts for. I think it was the Hermit.

LOVELESS:

That’s an…um, bold accusation. Usually they’re pretty reclusive.

CALLER 3:

You think I don’t know that? It’s the reason that they’ve been stealing body parts. I think the Hermit’s lonely–and they’ve built themself a grandchild.

LOVELESS:

Like…out of dead people? Like Frankenstein’s monster?

CALLER 3:

Just like that, yes! You understand. I think they finally managed to create life, and now their creation is in our town!

LOVELESS:

Do you think that the creation was. Ah. Grown in a vat, at all?

CALLER 3:

Like that fool said earlier? Of course not, aren’t you listening? The Hermit sewed a bunch of bits from our lost loved ones together to make an abomination.

LOVELESS:

You’re right, sorry. The witness just said that they were–

CALLER 3:

Wet? Yes, I was getting to that. I think the abomination escaped. You know the Hermit’s cabin’s right up against shore? I think the creature accidentally walked into the lake.

LOVELESS:

Hm.

CALLER 3:

And then when some good samaritans saw what they thought was someone drowning–

LOVELESS:

They swooped in and saved them?

CALLER 3:

Exactly!

LOVELESS:

That is quite the interesting theory! It would explain the grave robberies you’ve reported…

CALLER 3:

I wouldn’t be surprised if the Hermit had killed to add to the abomination, either. Maybe the Edwards girl didn’t get lost in the woods at all!

LOVELESS:

um.

CALLER 3:

We could have a killer in our midst.

LOVELESS:

You know, all theories are welcome here, but–

CALLER 3:

Why aren’t you listening? We could ALL be in danger!

LOVELESS:

Out of respect to her family–

CALLER 3:

Her family should know what really happened to her.

LOVELESS:

Okay. Well–thank you for calling! Listeners, we’re going to go to a quick commercial break.

SOUND:

Phone clicks, instrumental resumes and commercials begin. Unheard by the listeners…

-

BECK:

Jesus.

LOVELESS:

Yeah.

BECK:

I know you believe this stuff, but that…

LOVELESS:

It seemed plausible until she mentioned Kristy. That was just. Ah…

BECK:

Dark as hell?

LOVELESS:

Yeah. Thanks for keeping quiet, though. I’m sure you had plenty you wanted to say.

BECK:

I guess, but I was being a dick earlier. I know how much your show means to you.

LOVELESS:

Appreciate it. 

BECK:

You going to be good to keep going tonight? I’m sure your listeners wouldn’t mind one night off.

LOVELESS:

I’m fine, I’m fine. It’s weird. She was pretty much our age, you know? Makes you think.

BECK:

Ugh. Don’t dwell on that shit if you can help it. We’ve had lots of close calls and we’re still kicking, right?

LOVELESS:

You’re right. Thanks, Beck.

BECK:

Welcome, P. Maybe the next caller’s going to think the poor stranger was a bunch of frogs in a trench coat or something. That’d be fun.

LOVELESS:

*LAUGHTER* Yeah, maybe.

-

END TRANSCRIPT

[linawritestwst]

Not knowing whether all the requests are taken but if there are any slots, could you write about a g/n reader who is a singer (or maybe even an idol) in the original world, confess to their crush by performing a love song in front of all NRC’s students, keep their eyes on that person for most of the time? Please make it with all the dorm leaders (and Jamil if you feel like writing his). Thank you very much 💖.

dorm leaders reacting to an idol!reader performing a love song for them (gn!reader)

this is such a cute request! sorry i didn't do jamil's part though, i've been feeling a bit tired lately ;w; and i went with an idol!reader, i hope that's okay!

riddle rosehearts.

♡ riddle knew that you were an idol before coming to this world, but even though you told him that a long time ago, he still has no idea how your singing sounds. he was curious to hear you sing, he can't deny that, but asking you to do it was.. a bit too much for him. yeah, he was too shy to ask, haha. but he still hoped that he'll get to hear you sing one day.

♡ so, cater told riddle that something very important is going to happen today and the dorm leader just can't miss it, he has to be there. naturally, riddle thought that it's going to be something like an announcement from the headmaster and he made sure to remember to come and hear it. huh? is it just him, or cater looks like he's trying really hard not to laugh?

♡ wow, all nrc students are here.. so it really is going to be something important. of course, riddle is not scared at all, he's completely calm and he's ready to listen- wait, is that you? he thought the headmaster is going to stand there.. you thank everyone for coming and then you notice riddle's face in the crowd. you give him a big smile and wave your hand and though it looks like you're saying hi to everyone, for some reason riddle feels like you're doing this for him.. you mention that you were an idol before coming to twisted wonderland and that you really wanted to sing something for nrc students, because they were so nice to you and you're glad you met them. wait, so when cater said that something very important is going to happen today, he was talking about this?? no, no, it's not like riddle thinks your song is nothing special, it's just.. please don't tell him that cater knew about his crush on you.

♡ you start singing and your voice is just as beautiful as riddle imagined it to be. no, actually, it's even more beautiful! also, maybe it's just riddle overthinking things, but the song that you're singing is a lot more romantic than he thought it would be. maybe it's actually supposed to be platonic- ah, wait, some lyrics don't sound like platonic love at all. also, why do you keep looking at him while singing? it's almost like.. you're singing this song for him. sure, you wanted to sing for others too, but it's like you chose this song to tell riddle something. after you're done and you leave the stage, riddle says that your performance was amazing and even though he tries really hard to stay calm, you can see him blushing a bit. riddle wants to believe that you chose this song so that you could tell him how you feel about him, but he won't mention that, at least not right now. but if that really was your intention.. then it means that you love him back?

leona kingscholar.

♡ you told leona that you were an idol in the past and.. he wasn't that impressed, actually. he knows what idol music is like and he doesn't find it that interesting, it's too.. cutesy for him. you told him that there are a lot of different idol concepts, but he still wasn't interested. he still wanted to hear you sing though, but whenever he mentioned your singing, you just went "what, you want to hear it just so that you can make fun of me?". you weren't that serious about it and you mostly meant it as a joke, but deep inside.. you were scared. what if leona ends up not liking your singing? you really didn't want to embarrass yourself in front of your crush, so you needed a lot of time before you finally got the courage to perform for him.

♡ you invited other nrc students too though. you wanted to confess your feelings for leona with your song, but you didn't want it to look too obvious. also you were still a bit scared, you know that it probably sounds weird that you're more afraid of performing for your crush and not for a huge crowd of students, but you just can't help it. also you want leona to use his brains and figure out the reason why you invited him. what, you can't just go "hey, i like you, please go on a date with me"! you sure hope that leona will get your message though.

♡ leona ends up coming too even though ruggie pretty much forced him to go and he thinks it's just going to be another boring concert and he hopes he'll be able to sleep through it, but when he finds out that you are going to be the one performing, he suddenly doesn't feel so sleepy anymore. ruggie immediately goes "wow, you sure look more energetic now, dorm leader-" before leona tells him to shut up. leona is quiet during your entire performance and doesn't say anything, which makes you think he's bored and you're trying really hard not to panic. well, at least other students are enjoying the show..

♡ when you're done singing, you go to talk to some other students who praise your singing skills and tell you that you've done a great job, but they get interrupted by leona's sudden appearance. you want to leave as soon as possible because you're sure that leona didn't like your performance. you even tell him to just go ahead and say that he hated it- "what made you think i hated it? it was fine. still not my kind of thing, but not as bad as i thought it would be." h-huh? so.. wait a second. you know leona, if he says that something was "fine" or "okay", it means he absolutely loved it. he also tells you that he didn't really care about the song, he just wanted to hear your voice, that's all. and you're pretty good at singing, so the fact that it's an idol song doesn't bother him that much. well, that's good to hear- wait, SO THAT MEANS HE JUST IGNORED THE LYRICS??

azul ashengrotto.

♡ azul is another dorm leader who knew about your past and he really wanted to hear you sing one day. oh, you know, it's just something he finds interesting, he totally doesn't think that you singing for the mostro lounge customers would be a great idea, haha.. you promised him many times that you will sing for him one day and it looks like you're finally going to fulfill that promise because he received quite an interesting invitation from you today. you tell him that you're going to perform for all nrc students because azul is not the only person in this school who wanted to hear you sing, but you would be very happy if he came too. and of course, he can't miss an event like that.

♡ azul has very high expectations for you and you're extremely nervous because of that. what if he doesn't like your voice? what if he thinks you're not talented at all? what if he hates the song that you're going to sing? you wanted to confess your love for him with this song too and you wrote it yourself while thinking about azul.. well, you will just hope that he's gonna like it, you don't really have any other choice.

♡ azul knows about idols that's what happens when you're in the same club as idia and though he's not a big fan of them, he still finds you being an idol impressive. also, being friends with an idol can be one of his many useful connections- no, no, he really does treasure the friendship he has with you! he actually would love it if your relationship became even deeper than that.. you didn't hear that from him. but when he finally hears you sing, your performance exceeds all of his expectations. why.. why didn't you let him hear your voice sooner?? he already had a feeling that you must be very talented because of how popular you were in your world, but.. he finally gets what idia meant when he said that idols bring people joy and happiness.

♡ he tries to act like his usual self when you ask him if he liked the show and you hear a lot of compliments from him, however, they sound a lot more sincere than, you know, his usual speech. so he really did like your performance.. you're so happy.. but there's still one question left. you ask him if he paid attention to the lyrics and he nods and says that it was a deep and beautiful love song and he wonders if you wrote the lyrics yourself. you proudly tell him that you did and mention that you wrote this song with one of your friends in mind. azul freezes for a second and tries to act like nothing happened and compliments you once again before he leaves. yeah, now he's going to overthink what you said and try to figure out who you were talking about. and no, for some reason he doesn't think that you were talking about him.

kalim al-asim.

♡ when kalim finds out that you used to be an idol, he's not sure what you mean by that, but once you explain it to him, he is so interested and he is so?? proud of you?? like wow, you used to be this really popular singer and you made so many people smile, how cool is that? he admires you even more now! oh, wait, now he really wants to know how your voice sounds like when you sing. he asks if you can sing something for him, but you don't think you're ready for that yet, singing in front of your crush sounds so scary.. he totally gets it if you're uncomfortable with it though! he just hopes that you will let him hear you sing one day.

♡ when you finally feel like you're brave enough to sing for kalim AND confess your feelings for him, kalim suddenly says that you should let all nrc students hear your voice, come on, it would be so fun! oh well, looks like your confession can wait, haha.. you don't mind singing for others at all, in fact, you would love them to hear you sing, they're your friends after all. it's just that you've been waiting for this moment for so long and it looks like your confession won't be that "personal" anymore. but hey, at least it won't be that embarrassing!.. probably.

♡ kalim actually notices you looking a bit nervous before the concert and tries to help you calm down. he tells that he's sure you're gonna do great and he already knows that he's going to love your performance. you were so popular in your world and people loved to hear you sing, he's sure people from twisted wonderland are going to become your fans too! but he doesn't know that you're anxious not because you think people are going to hate your singing, but because you're literally going to confess your love for kalim with your song. but yeah, what he said to you made you fall in love with him even more.

♡ kalim ends up loving your performance SO MUCH. he never really listened to idol music before, but he's glad that your song became his first experience with it. he has so much to say, he has so much to ask, he refuses to let you go after the show is over. he's just so happy, he knew that you're an amazing and talented person, but your performance turned out to be even better than he expected! the song was so cute and your voice was beautiful and- yes, he does remember you singing a love song, what about it? oh, did you have a deeper reason for choosing that song? how interesting, he would love to hear it then!

vil schoenheit.

♡ he was certainly intrigued when he found out that you were an idol in the past. he's not really a fan of music like that, but he didn't expect you to be someone famous in your world. now he even feels kind of guilty for being so hard on you when you first met, it means that you both are most likely on the same level.. no, actually, he'll be even more strict with you now. now that he knows that you were a celebrity, he will pay even more attention to your hair, skincare, etc. wait, what do you mean, you're not sure that you want to keep being an idol in this world? so it's like.. you're taking a break from that?.. whatever, it doesn't mean that you can just stop taking care of your appearance.

♡ you've always wanted to sing something for vil and you've been thinking about confessing your love for him too, so.. why not combine these two things? you've always found it easier to express your feelings through music and you're sure that it will be easier for you to express your love that way too. when he receives an invitation to come to your concert, he's quiet at first, but then he suddenly goes ".. didn't you say that you took a break from your career?" yes, he thinks that it was just an excuse so that he won't be so strict with you. he agrees to come though.

♡ you look like you're completely calm, after all, you're used to hiding your true feelings thanks to your job. but you're actually very, VERY scared. what if vil doesn't like your performance? oh, he's totally gonna hate it. your idol songs are too cute for someone like him, you knew that you should've picked a more elegant-sounding song! he's not gonna like the lyrics too, you really should've went with something different.. oh well, you don't have time for this right now.

♡ vil remains completely emotionless during the whole show which makes you panic, but you still keep going. you can't let others down just because he's not enjoying it. you try to prepare yourself for what he's about to say after you're done and oh no, he looks angry- oh, he just wanted to tell you that you've been dancing so much, your hair is a mess now. haha, yeah, that's definitely something vil would say. when you ask him about your performance, he tells you that he never was into idol music, but.. he has to admit that he liked your voice a lot. he also noticed you looking at him the entire time. "so.. does this mean that you know how i feel about-" "you should've looked at the other people too. i know, it's easy to get distracted when someone like me is here, but you should pay more attention to others. i thought an experienced idol like you would know that."

idia shroud.

♡ WAIT YOU WERE AN IDOL?? please. please tell him more. please, he has to know more about your past. he wants to know what kind of idol you were, what was your theme/concept, what did you call your fans and of course, he wants to hear you sing too. you say that you can't do that yet and when he asks why, you laugh and say that "your friendship level is not high enough". oh.. but he thought you two were friends.. wait, that was a joke? ah, you're just too shy to sing for him right now. that's actually kinda cute.. no, he didn't say anything!

♡ when you tell him that you're going to have a concert soon and you want him to come, he's not that happy about it at first because. you know. people. and he doesn't think that those normies are going to appreciate your talent that much. "well then, now i want you to show up even more because you're most likely going to be the only one who can truly support me~" that's it. he's coming. well, that was easy. the hardest part is going to be trying to confess your love to him..

♡ again, idia is not happy about having to sit with all these nrc students who don't know anything about idols and who can't understand how talented you really are. but when you actually start singing, he immediately forgets about all of that stuff and he can't take his eyes off you. he knew that you would be a great singer considering how popular you were in your world, but.. that's it, you're his favorite idol now. he doesn't even remember who he used to stan before hearing your singing.

♡ when the show is over, he waits for others to leave so that he can talk to you without worrying about them. and when you two are all alone, that's when he goes full otaku mode. he literally has stars in his eyes and he can't stop talking about how cute you looked in your outfit and how good you are at dancing and how pretty your voice was. you can feel your face becoming warm and red and you try to stop him even though you don't want him to stop. wait, so he also noticed you looking at him the entire time??.. ah, he just thinks that you did that because he was the only one who could truly support you, just like you said.

malleus draconia.

♡ he doesn't know anything about idols. literally nothing. so when you tell him about your past, he doesn't really get what you mean by being an idol, but when you explain it to him.. okay, yeah, that sounds interesting. do you mind singing something for him then? if you're comfortable with that, of course. but if you're not, it's okay, he can wait. what malleus doesn't know is that you've been planning to sing for him, but not just any song. you want to confess your feelings for him with your song.

♡ you want this moment to be memorable though, so you decide to invite other students too, you know that some of them also really wanted to listen to your songs. also malleus won't feel so lonely with so many other students around! and yes, you make sure to invite malleus to your little concert and don't worry, he won't forget to come. no, actually, he will mark this day in his calendar, that's how important you are to him. he tells lilia, silver and sebek about it too and lilia finds it adorable that malleus is so excited to finally hear you sing. and yes, all four of them are going to come.

♡ when malleus finally hears your voice.. he already had feelings for you, but now he's totally in love with you. he can see how hard you've been working and he can see how passionate you are about being an idol. lilia mentions that you've been looking at malleus this whole time and malleus goes "wait really??". he was so busy looking at you and listening to you sing, but he didn't even notice you looking right back at him. that's how much of a simp he is

♡ other students tell you that they enjoyed your show, but when they see malleus draconia himself wanting to talk to you as well, they immediately leave while apologizing. they are afraid that he's gonna say something bad about your performance because of how he's been staring at you this whole time, but you know that this guy actually loved it and had a lot of fun. he says that you've definitely impressed him.. but he's afraid he won't be satisfied with just one song. you have to let him listen to you sing more often. oh, but sadly, he would be another guy to ignore the lyrics. he was too busy admiring you to pay attention to that.

[andillneverbethesame]

begin again - j.p

❥ james potter x fem reader

❥ summary; after months of getting over a rough break up, you're ready to start again

❥ warnings; none?? i think?? just mentions of past shitty relationship

❥ word count; 1,375

❥ a/n; based off begin again by taylor swift (i prob want to start writing more fics based of taylor songs so write ur ideas in the comments)

you took a deep breath and starred at yourself in the mirror. your hair was in a braid that fell down your back. you were wearing a red knee-length dress that you bought for this date and you wore heels of the same colour.

you had thought, "should i really wear those heels? maybe i should take them off." but then you realized you wanted to wear them. you realized there was no one to tell you what to wear anymore so you kept them on.

after the last check you looked okay, you headed to the hall of your flat. you put on a beige coat and you didn't forget your headphones.

one of your favourite songs started playing. the one he never liked, the one he never understood, the one he would skip to some of his unknown indie bands when you two were in his car. thousands of memories came to flood your mind but you didn't turn off the song, no, you turned off the lock, sighed and headed outside.

i should've taken a nice long walk to calm down my nerves, you thought as the bus comes to a stop close to the café you and james were meeting in. you were too early.

you soon were standing in front of the café, nerves were covering every inch of your body and you felt like you were going to vomit any second.

you checked the time again. it was 2:35p.m.

what will james think of me if he finds out i am almost 30 minutes early to this date?

you were sure he wasn't going to be there yet. you knew james from work and he was always late, even to important events.

you walked into the café, welcoming the warmth after standing in a colder november weather. you took off your headphones and looked around, searching for an empty table.

and that's when your eyes landed on him. he noticed you too. he stood up and waved at you with a smile. james was wearing a red jumper and black trousers. you realized that his black hair were much less messy than when you see him at work. he tried to style it for this date. for you. the thought made butterflies fly in your belly.

when you reached his table, he pulled out the chair, took off your coat and helped you get comfortable.

wow, this is nice. he had never done this.

"you're early," you commented, trying to hide your smile and blush.

"well, i'm not going to screw a date up before it even begins, am i? and, by the way, so are you."

he had never come on time on our dates.

"you look very beautiful, by the way," james said, making blood rush into your cheeks at the speed of light. "red suits you very well."

"you don't look bad yourself," you complimented him back. "although, i must admit i like you better with your hair all messy."

he chuckled. what a wonderful sound.

"i thought girls don't like it."

"but do you?"

he shrugged. "yeah."

"then you should style it how you want," you advised.

he stared you for a second and then said, "you're very wise."

you smiled and look at your lap.

he always thought i was a dumb fool.

the waitress came and you ordered your coffees. james likes his sweet and you do too. he never did, though. he liked his coffee black just like his soul.

you two talked for hours. about your childhood, adulthood, family, almost everything. well, mainly james talked. you preferred to listen and add something then and there.

but then james suddenly stopped talking and shook his head.

"i'm sorry," he apologised. "i get very excited when someone is interested in me. i could talk for hours without stopping. i sincerely apologise. now, you tell me something about yourself."

"uh," you said. he always talked about himself and never cared what you got to say. you weren't used to it. "i haven't— i haven't got much to say."

"oh, come on, you don't need to be shy with me, love," he winked at you and slightly giggled. and then, you talked so much you were afraid you were going to talk his ears off but that fear quickly vanished when he kept asking questions about you. he wanted to know you. he wanted to know what you like and what you don't. you've never felt so interesting before. you couldn't when he never let you say anything, always pushing you down with his words and actions.

at one point, james threw his head back and laughed, gaining attention of the people around you two.

"you're hilarious, you know that?" he was still laughing, like a little kid.

you didn't. it was strange james thought that because he never did.

you've spent months getting over him though you haven't gone on a date cause you were worried the love would quickly come to an end.

but on a wednesday, in a café, you watched it begin again.

begin again begin again begin again begin again begin

next week, on a second date, you and james ended up in your flat. he immediately commented how cozy it is as you showed him around.

when you two came into your room, james perked up at the amount of vinyls in the corner of your bedroom.

he came a little closer and you watched him anxiously, hoping he will like your music taste.

"wow!" he breathed out. "i had never met a girl who has as many james taylor records as me!"

you chuckled, relieved. "well, i do."

"do you mind putting it on?" he asked, still admiring them.

"no, not at all," you answered. "go ahead."

after a minute or so, he pulled out fire and rain by taylor. he started slowly dancing and handed you his hand. you took it without hesitation.

you two danced throughout the whole song, complimemting each other's moves as you did so. at the end, your head was on his chest and his arms around your middle. you felt so comfortable with him and even after the song started again, you and james just stood there in the middle of the room, slightly swinging.

you knew that when you hear this song from now on, you wouldn't think of him rolling his eyes at your music taste. you wouldn't hear his voice in the back of your mind, complaining about everything. you would think of you and james dancing in your bedroom as you gave chance to love again.

when it was getting late and you and james had finished the film you watched (it was grinch, you both were in a mood for christmas film). you walked him outside to his car.

"you will have to tell me more about the films your family watches every christmas next time," you said.

james grinned at you. "next time, huh?"

"we-well, yeah. . . if you want."

"i very much want a next time, yes."

"okay, good."

you two stood there for a minute awkward silence, just looking at each other. you watched him take a deep breath.

"i, um, can i kiss you?"

you didn't wait a second to think it through. you nodded eagerly and james smiled, finding it adorable.

he took your face in his palms and leaned in, giving your lips a sweet kiss and you felt your knees getting weak. when he pulled away, you both smiled at each other.

"good night, james," you whispered.

"good night, y/n," he replied. he got into his car and opened his window to say, "have sweet dreams. about me." he winked at you, making you blush, before driving away.

you stood on the street, your fingers on your lips, still feeling james there. you liked him very much and at that moment, there was no one else in the world. only you and him, problems and fears far away.

it was early to wonder if this could work but you wished badly it would.

something great was brewing and you could feel it in your bones. you've been afraid to love but then at the end of november, late in the night on the street in london, you watched it begin again.

[bambiilooza]

okay so ii thought this would be fun soooo

what epic saga is ur fav nd least fav, what is ur fav song in each saga, ur least fav in each saga, your overall fav and least fav

feel free to ramble and/or go off on a tangent about hidden meanings i fw that shit very hard

oh boy. these were really hard to narrow down. thanks for this ask btw, it was fun!!

my fav saga :

the underworld!! ik it's the shortest but each song is such a banger and it's the only one for where each song gets better from the last. all three of the songs are in my top 10 easy.

the polites cameo broke ppl's hearts ik but it was amazing to hear steven in the role again. i love his voice. anticlea was amazing too.

no longer you was actual fire. i LOVE epic's version of tirisias a lot and his voice is perfect. the orchestration in that song is actually beautiful and both actors absolutely kill it.

and monster? oh i'll take about monster later

least fav saga :

cyclops saga. i like it but i don't have strong feelings about the songs except for my goodbye. plot wise, it's important ofc but i dont find myself listening to it as often cuz it's just sad. i do like all the songs tho

i will say polyamorous the cyclops sounds REALLY GOOD in the remastered version. woah what a voice improvement holy moly

i really love my goodbye tho. that song is in my top 10. the 'YOU'RE ALONE!' is actually insane. i need like a 100 animatics for it. it's too good.

fav song in each saga :

just a man

i LOVE jay's performance here. this song made me cry when i first listened to it. i mean it's just everything.

i think most ppl thought 'oh musical about odyssey call epic probably silly boyish fun' and for the most part horse and the infant leads u on with that. then THIS SONG happens and ur crying on the floor.

i love watching animatics for it too. unlike most songs in epic, there is no action in this song, it's pure agony of a man grappling with one of the hardest things anyone can do and it's fucking amazing.

and i said it before just now but the VOCALS. stunning. perfect. jaw dropping.

in my ideal epic animated movie, what i want is for horse and the infant and just a man BEFORE the title card drop. and when ody sings the last line of just a man, it fades to the title screen. then it would be daytime and full speed ahead can happen.

idk if that makes sense but i think it would slay so hard.

my goodbye

OH MY GOD. THIS SONG. IT IS HEARTBREAKING

the callbacks to warrior of the mind takes me by surprise everytime like holy shit she really just said that?? then ody's 'YOU'RE ALONE!'

it's perfect. the pure rage from both of them is just so good.

it's my favourite saga ender. it's so cold and just wow. like athena was in one song before but the EMOTION from both of them is enough to make u wanna cry.

ruthlessness

see one part of my brain is like 'oh that's interesting the villain and hero have conflicting moralities and the hero may become like the villain and he is establishing the hero's thinking as flawed for his purpose.' then the other half of my brain is dead from how much steven rodriguez SLAYS the performance.

the lyrics are great as with all the song. the callback to remember them? chef's kiss. poseidon really sat down with his son and took notes for his villain number lol

but my fav things about it the performance. the poseidon voice is so so so so good. and i'm not saying it in a 'haha i find it hot' way. i mean i do but also, it's just perfect for poseidon. he sounds like if salt could talk and that's a compliment btw. his sass and personality is great too.

'but noooo' i just. i love poseidon's voice so much.

and i am shaking in my boots for get in the water.

there are other ways

i love the route jay went with the plot. this portrayal of circe is so important to me, i love her sm. i read the circe book just before the circe saga - and i liked it overall - but the ending left a horrible taste in my mouth so this was a very welcome change.

it's so well done. our boy ody '🥺my wife🥺'-ing his way out of the situation? perfect. ik it's more complicated but the end of the circe saga is such a good character moment for him.

and CIRCE. CIRCE MY QUEEN ILY.

her sympathising with ody and helping him is great. i love that she gets fleshed into, why she does what she does and when she sees the good in ody. she really is a loving queen and i love her sm.

her vocals - especially at the end - are stunning. i love tayla sindal's voice for circe. like with poseidon, that is the perfect voice for the character.

i really love gigi's animatic of this song and that's just how i imagine it happening. it's actually perfect. my fav song was a tie between this and done for but the animatic made me fall in love with this one.

monster

odysseus gives into the pam pam 🦖🦖

it's my favourite song in epic. i have a LOT of thoughts on it but i actually cannot put them into words.

mutiny

this one is fresh so my thoughts will not be cohesive. the amount of callbacks in this song actually kills me.

i cried at the livestream. exactly at the lyric 'ody we're never gonna get to make it home' i mean.

ODY. ODY not CAPTAIN. I CAN'T END THIS. poor choice of words nm

but i will say i've seen some takes on eurylochus that i definately do not agree with and he's one of my fav characters. i'm sad he's gone, his acting and presence was amazing and underrated in all the other sagas and he's just a great character.

least fav in each saga:

i like all of these songs btw. i don't dislike any song. i don't wanna got into detail cuz for all the answer is just i like the others more.

full speed ahead

polyphemous

storm

wouldn't you like

the underworld

different beast

winner : monster

second place : there are other ways

third place : ruthlessness

my overall least favourite song : polyphemous/different beast. again i like these songs, i just prefer others

[sophiesonlinediary]

Official TTPD Review

Fortnight - Such a vibe with headphones on, but still far from being my favorite though. I'm quite shocked this is the first single but I do really like it now at the second listen, still sad post malone didn't get his own verse i was excited for that :/

The Tortured Poets Department - The charlie puth mention really ruined verse 2 for me sadly, but the bridge ruined my life "At dinner, you take my ring off my middle finge. And put it on the one people put wedding rings on. And that's the closest I've come to my heart exploding" LIKE WTF HEART = BROKEN the title of the song is really cool but i dont know i wasnt expecting the song to sound like this.

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys - I think this may be my second least favorite from this album i dont understand why i didnt really like this song. Maybe it was the vibe of the song and sound especially the choruses which sadly didnt hit. i love how she wrote about a rocky relationship in this song. I feel like this one will definetly be a grower

Down Bad - literally one of my favorites from the whole album. Maybe it's cause the sound feels familiar to me kind off like midnights vibe. But wow that chorus is amazing truly so catchy and the lyrics like wow. i love this song so muchhhh

So Long, London - Not what I expected but still so heartbreakingly pretty. I love her voice in this song it's so pretty and the lyrics are so good oh my god. I swear the verse 3's in this album are vile. "I died on the altar waitin' for the proof" like god damn this whole song is amazing.

But Daddy I Love Him - I loved this song so fucking much. When she said "I'm having his babies" my face dropped and then she hit me with "no not really but you should see your faces" was really fun i'll probably never forget that. i believe this song is of everyone trying to decide her love life for her. And her being like fuck you guys it's my life and you have to accept it and i love her for that!

Fresh Out The Slammer - Those choruses are so good man especially the second one is so good and so me. On first listen this one isn't very memorable but still really good. Now that i've listened to it more like i love this song so much too and the bride ahhh <333

Florida !!! - Ok so maybe i'm a little biased but man this one is so fucking good. I have loved Florence and Taylor for years so like them collaborating was like everything and more. I have now listened to the song like thrice and wowwwww i love it so muchhhhh. Taylor, Florence, Fl welcomes you with open arms man. And like verse 3 was so good their song writing skills are out of this world.

Guilty As Sin? - What an interesting song, like man, idk how to feel. I love the chorus fs. I've come to interpret this song as her having thoughts of a man who possibly isn't available per say or it's just something that can never happen between the two but the want for eachother is there. "They don't know how you've haunted me so stunningly" I love this lyric btw and the chorus right after like wowwww

Who's Afraid Of Little Old Me - ME IM SCARED WTF. Her screaming that line was everything and like the second half of the song is so incredible like wow. also this line has stuck with me since last night "Then we could all just laugh until I cry" ALSO THE ASYLUM WHERE THEY RAISED ME SDJNVFI. I love how she's kind of portraying herself in this song as like the stereotypical scary neighbor in movies. At least that's how I saw it. The whole bridge is incredible and magnificent I adore this song.

I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) - GIRL NO YOU CANT AND IM SO HAPPY YOU ACCEPTED THAT. Once I got past the point that this song is about ratty healy I really liked it. it's vibes are so good and the imagery is amazing.

loml - what if i said this should've been track 5. This was the only song in the album I cried to on first listen. It hit me like a bullet and I will never forgive cat lady swift for not preparing me for this song. Literally so fucking hurtful i'm screaming oh my lord. I- no im never getting over this song, sorry not sorry. And the fact "They almost had it all" but there life was cut short aka the relationship ended oh god kill me.

I Can Do It With A Broken Heart - I don't know whether to laugh or to cry. This song is heartbreaking don't let the production fool you, the lyrics want to make you rip you're hair out. And you know what i'll be dancing to this song with a broken heart. "The lights refract sequin stars off her silhouette every night. I can show you lies" it's giving mirrorball like augh i love this song so much!!! and the chorus is everything "I'm so obsessed with him, but he avoids me like the plague" SO FUCKING REAL.

The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived - DRAG HIS ASS TAYLOR YEAHHHH. HELLO WTF THIS SONG IS SO GOOD AND FOR ALL OF U HATING ON IT U JUST DONT GET IT THE PASSIVE AGGRESSIVENESS IS EVERYTHINGGGG. mad woman you'd be proud asf. also my religion mentioned as a tongue in cheek to his anti religion views 👏

The Alchemy - I'm not gonna talk about this song much but like I didn't like it at all, i'm sorry. It sounds like one of those Kelce parody songs 😭

Clara Bow - Not the name-dropping herself, damn. I wanna manifest that second pre-chorus btw 🤞 i need to see the light of manhattan. I truly love this song and I can tell it's very personal to her. she's had such an unbelievable career it's always interesting when she writes about it. loved this as the album closer!

this is my ttpd review. remember im just a girl who's only listened to this album twice so please dont drag me for these opinions. gonna do the anthology later!

[mouldymp3rotations]

0624-010

Hi, sorry i'm late again, I had a few other things to do, and I ended up forgetting about this month's rotation lol (also i wanna point out that this is the DIXième rotation \m/)

This month, I had made a poll to let vk tumblr chose for me which rotation from my 20th anniversary would be up next. Here are the results :

First of, I wanna say thank you for voting ! I was absolutely expecting to not get even 10 votes on this lmao. Thank you for participating in my little experiment eheheh.

As usual : Song titles link to individual mp3 file download

All 5 songs can also be downloaded together in a zip file from the link at the bottom

So here what I had in reserve for Deathgaze, Dir en grey, Gazette, Mucc, and Soroban :D

DEATHGAZE - Dies Irae

I did not realized this, at the time, but I literally got introduced to deathgaze with their very first release... which was with their original line-up, which is also how I got to discover Hazuki and how I also got introduced to lynch. with their first release too :D

Dies Irae was released on 294036224052, in 2004 (the whole thing is worth listening ♥)

Dir en grey - Obscure

A fucking classic. I said in the previous entry that I originally didn't like dir, so this one came after I gave them another try. I spent my last year of high school listening to this song in a loop in between moi dix mois songs lol

Obscure was on Vulgar, released in 2003 (which also is still in my top dir album ! I also still think the original version is superior to the 2011 version, but that's me :3 )

(sorry that's the only one that doesn't require signing in apparently)

GAZETTE - The $ocial riot machine$

Now, I gotta be honest, i happened to lose interest in gazette very fast, as they are one of these bands that the visual is more interesting than the music to me. Today, I think they are a good base to get into visual kei, they were back in 2004 too, even if they were babies :D But between 2004 and 06, I was also looking for heavier faster songs, and this song here scratched that itch (ngl it surfed on the wave pop is dead created lmao)

The social riot machines was found on the album Disorder, released in 2004

MUCC - 我、在ルベキ場所 (ware, arubeki basho)

HAAAA this song is still so very effective on me. Mucc went all over the place, and I like some of their songs from all their eras, but I think their early 2000's is my favourite. Actually I think ware arubeki basho might be my favourite mucc song. Anyway you should listen to mucc ! Mucc is also the opposite of band like the gazette, to me, cause i spent a loooooooong time listening to them without even knowing what they looked like except for Yukke lol (and even then, if he hadn't his blond bowl cut............)

And I just learned that ware, arubeki basho was a single released in 2003, before being on 是空 (zekuu), later that year.

(wow i had not watched that in.................. 20 years lmao)

そろばん (soroban) - -RAM-

Soroban is a band only me knows...... ok no lol. But i knew them before Yumehito went to Ayabie (two thumbs down tbh) I also spent the longest time with only that song from them because, in 2004, I didn't realize how fucking indie visual kei was and I wanted more soroban, but all I got is that soroban is the japanese word for an abacus... i ended up finding their (really short) discography years later and was almost disappointed that -ram- is their only song sounding like that (the rest is good too, actually, just less heavy and more kawaii i guess)

-ram- was the A-side of the -RAM- / オレンジ手紙 初回限定盤 (-RAM- / orange tegami) single, released in 2004 (orange tegami is also a very good song !!)

and I can't find -ram- on youtube (there's the 2006 re-recording i didn't know existed though) so here :

zip file with all 5 songs HERE ♥