#yes of course i'm gonna use my favorite legendary for this one first

[askrockandfriends]

{{You asked for it, and so it appears!}}

"Whew... what happened? It started out fairly warm out... now it feels like I'm stepping into a furnace! How'd the weather get so hot so fast?"

"I don't know..." Baron said. "But man, I am absolutely melting out here..."

"Wait..." Krystal spoke. "I think I might have an answer here. I've got a news article on my phone that may explain everything."

[The cause of the sudden heat wave near Sootopolis City is yet to be determined, though it may be linked to rumors of sightings of a Pokemon described only in myths in the Hoenn region. The Pokemon, said to have shaped the lands across Hoenn, is said to have the power to evaporate floods and rainfall with intense heat and sunlight...]

"It can't be!"

"That's..."

"Groudon?! The Pokemon described in myths as the creator of the land? But... how is it appearing? Don't tell me... it actually exists?"

The creator of the land and continents! The Hoenn region's Groudon appears!

[do-androids-dream-ao3acc]

Power Metal Favorites

As @starstruckbyacomet and I were talking rock and metal lately, I suggested starting with power metal to get a foot into the metal genre if you're genuinely interested. So, here's my favorites to start from!

Of course we're gonna begin with Blind Guardian. I love Hansi, what can I say. And I think this video gives a good glimpse into their different styles - so here is, once again, the legendary Wacken video.

Now to my first metal love, Helloween. They had their ups and downs and various singers over the years, and while they're very melodic now, they used to be quite raw in their beginning. As for their themes, well.... they changed and changed ... here's one of their "easier" songs, I'd say:

Now we're digging into history. War has always been a popular theme in power metal, and Sabaton (along with Civil War, a band formed from former members of Sabaton) are probably the masters of that theme. There's so many Sabaton songs I would love to recommend, but since I'm still trying to do a soft introduction, I will give you 1916. Because it has a great video, yes, but also because it's one of the absolute greatest cover versions of all time. I stand by that.

I think what we may conclude so far is that power metal not only has catchy tunes, it has awesome singers. And that's why we can't miss Kamelot in this list. If you like this, I strongly recommend stalking @lightineventide for more 😂

So far this all seems harmless, right? What's with the themes? Well. Do you like vampires and werewolves? Twisted clerical symbols? Powerwolf is your band. (And they are SO much fun!)

And since I couldn't stop talking about the Visions of Atlantis concert I went to, yeah, of course we can't dismiss pirate metal. I'm not even talking Alestorm and stuff.

Next is Avantasia, which is a project of Tobias Sammet gathering musicians for songs and concept albums. And frankly its the closest I could get to the "mystery" theme you said you liked ;)

Rhapsody of Fire is another of those fantasy themed bands, but they're the... well, dramatic kind. It's bordering on cheesy often, frankly, but their singer? Ah my god I love him.

Now, I feel that those were the most obvious (at least for people into power metal). There are so many more to check out, even the ones I don't like (Dragonforce, Grave Digger) or find rather mediocre (Hammerfall). Let me just say Gloryhammer (especially the newer songs with Sozos Michael), Stratovarius, Running Wild, Rage, Pentakill, Gamma Ray, Edguy, Sonata Arctica, Brothers of Metal, Pyramaze, Virgin Steele... and those are really only a few and the more known once, in my opinion.

Feel free to add lesser known bands to this post, folks!

[lostanddancing]

Stray Kids 5-Star Review

This album did not disappoint, but I think that phrasing has become pretty cliché when talking about Stray Kids. I've loved almost everything they've put out, so I was a little nervous that this would be the one that did let me down.

I should know better. These guys are still amazing, and I have thoroughly enjoyed every song here. The S-Class MV is spectacular, and I can't stop watching the choreography, it's mesmerizing.

That being said, here's my reviews of the individual songs:

Hall of Fame

Love this album starting out with Seungmin's voice. This man deserves more of this. I also like the call back to Changbin's Doodle. Originally not one of my favorites, but it's growing on me the more I listen to it. All in all a fun track, but not their deepest and that’s ok, it doesn't have to be to hit hard.

S-Class

These. Boys. This song is a killer and they know it. Love the contrast of Seungmin and Felix's voices. Changbin never disappoints. I.N. on the bridge is angelic.  This sticks in my head so bad, all day. They described the sound they were going for as "funnily annoying" and they hit it and I can't be mad. Dang.

Item

This song just shows off the musical humor that absolutely endeared me to Stray Kids from the beginning. I adore how they play with the game sounds and references. The whole thing is ridiculously catchy. People keep comparing it to Domino, but to me its more like Cheese. Just a great, funny, confident clap back at their haters and I love it.

Super Bowl

God's Menu, but sexy. I'm glad they went with God's Menu first, it's definitely the better song, but this is a fun sequel. Like, how many food/restaurant related lines can we stuff into a song and still make it sound sultry? Also, I LOOOOVE what they've done with the rhythm in this one. It's unique and delightful.

Topline

Aside from the not quiiiite there vulgarity, I love this one. The beat is incredible, they clearly love it and it shows. The lyrics are fairly typical "I'm awesome so don't act like you're as good as me", but they have some clever moments. I loved the reference to "rolling my waves" on the "grand line". There's also a sense of "Yeah, we're good, but we're not resting on our laurels. There's more to do" that I like.

DLC

Look, Changbin's intros are legendary, but this time he's SINGING? Yes, lets go! Love that for him, he needs to sing more often. This one is so dang catchy, and I know I'm going to be singing along a lot. It's got a sad undertone of loneliness in pain, but there is hope there, a desire to escape the prison by doing something you love, and I get that.

Get Lit

Feels like a sequel to DLC, but with a lot more confidence. I loved the line "we're not gonna die young", and reference to playing the music on your phone even after the speaker dies gives a feeling of "keep going, keep dancing even when things are tough." Also just so dang catchy.

Collision

This is a very different style for them, and they pull it off beautifully. I hope these guys have healthy relationships one of these days. The lyrics are gorgeous though because of course they are since Han wrote them.

FNF

This may very well be my favorite track. For all that it's a catchy, driving chorus, the pathos of this can't be denied. They use Seungmin, I.N., and Felix's voices to perfection to drive home the desperation of helplessness in watching something terrible happen to a place you love. It leaves you with a feeling of hope and recovery, but not without feeling deeply their pain and loss.

Youtiful

Aside from the slightly cheesy portmanteau, this song really is sweet. I think it may be the first fully English original song on an album, and the reasoning behind it is kind and comforting. On top of that, we get to hear all the guys flexing their vocals, and I am ALWAYS down for that. In this instance VocalRacha and Hyunjin really shine, but they all sound amazing. It's great to hear Felix singing more and with greater confidence as well.

The Sound

This one never fails to hit hard, and I think it may be one of my favorite "translated" pieces. I usually struggle with these because my brain gets used to whatever language I heard it in first, and anything else feels weird, but this one feels very natural. Maybe it's just because I love the song, but I'm not arguing.

Time out

Fun, summery, delightful. This one will always have a place in my playlists.

I love all of the songs, and they deserve all the hype they are getting for this album. There may be a day when Stray Kids disappoints me, but it is not this day!

[here4theheartbreak]

I LOVE your passion for them. It oozes. It's so nice , right? To actually care about comebacks for real. I've been Atiny for 4.5 years and I'm still excited every single time! They're incredible.

Their songs match my tastes so well. Their performances are legendary. My sister came with me to see them this year, she's not Atiny, she only know a few songs, and she said they were the best live performers she's ever seen. And of course they're fun people too! And I always feel like a proud parent when others in the industry/show staff praise them.

It seems like you know a lot of Atiny already but if you ever need anything, or want to know anything, you can just hit me up!

Welcome to Atiny life~!

🏴‍☠️💖

It really is nice! Even a few days after the comeback I'm still not at all bored or disinterested - generally by now I'm so sick of hearing the same few songs or watching the same choreo that I just give up 🤣

(Apparently I still have a lot of feelings so I'm cutting this for the sake of my followers' dashes lol)

Today I was able go to go a cupsleeve event in my city and the support was overwhelming. I've been to a handful, usually around 50-100 people max -- Even for bigger groups. But today there were probably close to 200+ people minimum. For a good 2+ hours we had a line looping all through the tea bar - from the end of the vendor tables, around to the order counter, then out to the sidewalk and looping around the side of the building, it was insane. Even when my friends and I packed up to go there was still a line heading up to the counter.

I was amazed and it was so sweet to see, esp for a group that I know is less popular in KR - I genuinely don't get it (I mean, I do - not big 4 means people don't pay enough attention - but from a talent standpoint, it's baffling).

My first MV was Guerrilla - my friend and I watched it and sat in genuinely stunned silence for a good 5 minutes afterward. It blended so many of our favorite musical types into one really cohesive package and I couldn't believe it. And every subsequent song - even their softer summery ones (Utopia, please, it's so cute. And Eternal Sunshine - I could cry).

It's been a very very long time since I've heard a group that so perfectly vibes with everything I like in musical styles. (I don't actually know that I have found one before Ateez tbh; even my biggest groups have always had a handful of songs every comeback that are just... Meh.)

Plus the general talent in terms of intense choreography and vocals - they really are top class performers. And then adding in all the AU stuff - I love complex aus, I love storytelling, and these guys do it in such a cool way; and the production value of their mvs?! From an itty bitty company?? Genuinely elite.

My friend Drea went to their AZ show and Chicago shows last year; she had barricade during Chi and has shown me her videos; on top of YT recorded videos - the energy is unbelievable - you can just feel how hyped everyone is. I almost sprung for LA Kcon this year bc Ateez, SKZ, and Taemin are gonna be there; but none of my group are going and it's far too expensive on my own 😭 (plus it's right before school starts up for my gremlin and my own Korean classes start up, so I really shouldn't be traversing the country >.<).

We have plans to all try for the next Chicago concert though; there's about 7 of us for sure, maybe a few more, so carpooling and splitting hotel fees will make it easier - aside from the apparent bloodbath for tickets lol.

Where did you end up going to see them?

Also did you see the stats that dropped today? We broke our own previous record for Spotify streams! Generally I don't care about those, but I'm excited to see the small wins for a group that deserves so much 😭

But yes, thank you! I will 100% reach out with questions lol or to scream - or you can just to chat - bc clearly I can't say enough about them. 🧡

[kelvin-loves-music]

TO PIMP A BUTTERFLY - KENDRICK LAMAR REVIEW

INTRO

I was sitting around thinking of my next album to review and just procrastinating mostly, which is a horrible habit I have. This album has been on my mind for so long because of the significance and meaning behind it and what I feel has done to rap as a genre. It's a great album and it's just so different than any other album I have listened to. I don't think anybody can replicate this except for Kendrick. So let's skip the intros my name is Kelvin and this is a review on To Pimp A Butterfly by Kendrick Lamar

REVIEW

Where do I even begin? I think just from the start I guess. Released on March 15th 2015, again, 2015 was an amazing year for music. The intro, "Wesley's Theory" is just legendary, the production, the lyrics, the Boris Gardiner sample with the “Every nigga is a starrrrr”, just beautiful. Then the narrating, explaining the butterfly breaking out the cocoon with a strong “HIT ME”. Thundercat's bass sounds heavenly, it's so bubbly and warpy, that's the only way I can really describe it. Can we talk about Thundercat’s bass skills? He's really one of the best bassists I have heard in this millenium! Kendricks soft soothing hook gets stuck in my head everytime I listen to this track. Kendrick spitting about being a new hit in the rap scene with his last album "Good Kid,M.A.A.d city" proves he will stay a household name for years to come. He is every white boys favorite rapper along with Eminem and Logic of course. The hook of the song basically explains the overall main theme of the album, a rapper being used by the industry. Calling the rap game “his first girlfriend”, it was true love at first but now turned into a lustful relationship just used for a nut. Moving on to the first verse it holds a lot more meaning and explaining the main theme in further detail, young black artists who had dreams and aspirations in the music industry but are basically "pimped" by their labels and used for monetary gain.

Thundercat with his soft vocals contrast from the first verse singing "We should never gave niggas money. Go back home, money, go back home". Which is right because when niggas get money they're gonna do nigga activities, buying cars, jewelry and everything that comes with the modern rapper today. In the perspective of the rich white who has "worked hard for their things" they see the average rich nigga as a lazy, untalented, useless person with no morals and no work ethic because they didn't have to "struggle like they did". Somewhat true, but what they forget is most white people are set from the beginning to the end of their lives. They forget about their generational wealth, privilege, and the feeling of knowing everything will be fine in life. After another hook, Dr. Dre interjects and brings in another theme of the album. When you have power and money, the hard part about it is keeping this power. There will be people who will want pieces and percentages in exchange for the best things in life, like fancy cars, lavish houses and things of the like. Forcing you to lose sight of yourself and soon losing it all because of how deep you were in the lavish, rich lifestyle. In the verse after the break, Kendrick elaborates more on it with a character named "Uncle Sam" offering him the best of the best thinking this is just an average nigga who got lucky and will get scammed before he even turns 35. The people who benefit the most from Kendrick's name will not be himself but the people who help him along his way. The business men, the shady record labels, the works. This just the first song and there's already so much juiciness in it. Gotta move on before this turns into a long ass William Shakespeare paper. Shout out Wesley Snipes.

Kendricks lyrics > William Shakespeare's life.

"This dick ain't free.” Everything is money, even dicks? Starting with a awesome saxophone leading to a harmonizing choir, then I'm getting demeaned and bullied by a sexy girl. What can be better about this song? In all seriousness the girl yelling at us is basically America and how they've been disrespecting and attacking black people since the beginning of this shit country. Black people have limited paths in fame; you can be a rapper or a sports star, maybe an actor if you're attractive but that's really it. America isn't satisfied with your money unless you have one of those careers. This fast rap, rhythm heavy and hard production will be so fast, it will go over your head the first few listens, hell maybe even the first 20 listens! But basically, the political commentary behind this is: America eats while black people get leftovers. Men have to pay to get into a girls pants but Kendrick’s fighting back against that, buy him a meal to get into his strong 9 inches and how hard he has worked to be in the spot he is in now. At the end the girl says she will get her “Uncle Sam” to fuck him up, meaning if he keeps trying to step out of line, the government will get involved and fuck his ass up in debt. The girl also says he ain't no king but next track is called "King Kunta" soooo who's lying here? There's more to it but again, don't wanna bore you with witty political commentary because I love this album but hate politics.

Moving on to "King Kunta", yo this song sounds good but it kinda falls short to me. I feel like Kendrick should've formatted it better, there's like too many pauses in the actual verses. I think the chorus is awesome and should set a tone for the song, but I don't think it flows well when he says a line, pauses, then another line, pause, then another line. It's just not satisfying my ears. Nonetheless that's like the only complaint I have for the song. The guitar solo near the end is something I didn't even know was needed in a song like this, but without it, I think it still would've been perfect. This song is such a victory lap type of song, you would play this after you just achieved something you really wanted. I feel songs like this are what establishes an artist like Kendrick, setting him apart from any other rapper. Kendrick puts deep meaning into rhythm heavy, melody driven songs like this. Kendrick is just a genius, I gotta suck his dick for second. Like bro he just sounds so good and comforting and it's crazy how timeless an album like this is. Fuck slavery, shout out Kunta Kinte and fuck a Toby.

"I remember you was conflicted, misusing your influence"

(The start of Kendricks poem, being told to Tupac.) Man living in the ghetto sucks dick :/. The message behind all these songs just got me thinking about life. I think I'm gonna stop going song to song and just give my full opinion on this album because there's a lot of songs and I kinda got bored of writing. I just didn't know how to start. But now that we got the theme and narrative on this album, I think it builds a lot of self esteem and self love, especially with the song "i". This album just wants us to be more socially aware and think more about the situation we are in. But only for people that are actually willing to listen.

This album has so many hits back to back that there will be a song or two with strong meaning, and it will just fall on deaf ears because it just sounds good. I think many rappers should be writing like this, especially conscious rappers. Not exactly copy, or try to do something like this, just be more planned out and make it more beautiful than just fast rap about how you used to be broke or didn't have enough growing up, expecting you to feel something. This album will teach something, this album will give a you a new perspective on life, this album will help you no matter in what situation you're in or where you are in your life. If you can think and have feelings, listen to this once, you’ll come back to it. First listen might just be a vibe, next few listens you'll catch a word or two that will make you think, and then the next ten listens you'll be researching it day in and day out because of the amount of content in it. Kendrick came into this game with so much energy and love, and with his ideologies and thoughts. Everyone should listen to it no matter who they are and give it a fair thought and opinion. I am tired, I get tired a lot nowadays. Maybe it will be a while until my next review.

I already got tired typing like 4 songs in, but only because I didn't want you to get bored. Again, Kendrick came with so much energy and with his newest album being "DAMN", it makes me wonder, when will he get tired? This album has gorgeous, dreamy, psychedelic production, and jumpy flows, and I think all the songs can be deeply analyzed and taken part in their own ways.

RATING

I give it a 9/10, My name is Kelvin and I still love you so much.

Top 5 songs has to be

5. Institutionalized

4. These Walls

3. King Kunta

2. i

1. Wesley’s Theory

Honorable mentions: “u”, “The Blacker The Berry”, “Alright”

[sebstanseabass]

Afterglow (A Bucky Barnes AU fan fiction) - Chapter 15

WARNING: Mature scenes ahead!!! ;)

A/N: Future u, i hope ur ok

Afterglow chapters

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

The moonlight glimmered among the stars in the now pitch-black skies, fighting off against the bright lights hanging from above the tent. Bucky's digression to topics regarding his real family (or lack thereof, I think) never wore off, clearly avoiding talking about, dare you say, "the real stuff." But the classic "favorites" section of a date was indeed a delight. You had already covered favorite films (his was The Truman Show, while yours was Forrest Gump; but you also talked about other films that you both shared a liking to — Pulp Fiction, Me, Myself & Irene, Dead Poets Society, The Godfather, the Harry Potter series, Inception, and of course, any films that star the legendary Tom Hanks), favorite music to listen to (you both loved vintage rock and roll), and so much more favorites and would you rather and what ifs and if you weres. But you mostly talked about films — an in-depth discourse on their themes, writing, and cinematography (things you never thought you'd be able to talk about with anyone).

"Have you ever thought about shooting films?" Bucky asked.

You were now lying down on the blanket-covered ground, bodies upside down-like: your forehead aligned with his chin, and his chin aligned with your forehead, as if characters from The Fault In Our Stars.

"I did." You replied. "But I wanted to focus more on photography."

"Why?"

You turned your head, your breath fanning the side of his face. "There's something about the stillness of moving things, of people around me, beautiful people that strikes me as fascinating."

He hummed, closing his eyes. He was saying something, about how art, in all kinds of medium, connected people from all walks of life, how the beauty of it all can be different to each, and how he wished he could make one of his own: to give life to a canvas, to freeze a moment in time, to put his thoughts in pen and paper, and to embody a character different from his. At some point, you could feel him peeling down all his layers but then he stopped talking.

You respected the silence between you and took your sweet time studying his face. The wrinkles on his forehead looked like ridges of sand, ridges people would like to walk on for days, ridges that held untold stories of — perhaps — heartache, failure, and pain. His closed eyelids looked like a sleeping moon, gleaming. Almost touching his cheeks were his long, curved eyelashes. Then, my eyes trailed down to his nose, dotted with freckles, his nostrils releasing small puffs of air; then down to his mouth, slightly agape, and then down to the stubbles on the sides of his face. There was a small scar, almost concealed by where his beard started to grow.

You turned your body sideways, tracing the scar with your finger.

Bucky's body tensed under your touch.

"What happened to this fella?" You whispered, tracing the small scar.

He soon let himself relax, opening his eyes. "Car accident." He replied. "But I don't remember much of it. I don't know where it happened, or how it happened or if I hit something or worse, someone. But Tony told me he took care of everything. I haven't been behind the wheel since then. I fear history will repeat itself."

Then, you remembered all the times you've been in a vehicle with Bucky. Not once was he driving. "How old were you?"

"Nineteen? Twenty? I really don't know." He sighed, closing his eyes once again. It was the first time Bucky told you something so real — a fear, something personal, something close to home. "Hey, y/n?"

"Yes, Bucky?"

"Can you kiss it and make it feel better?"

You giggled, poking the scar. "You've got to be kidding me."

He pouted, his eyes still closed. "Please?"

You sighed, feigning exasperation. "Fine." You planted a soft kiss on the scar, your lower lip catching the rough edges of his beard.

"I'm still not feeling better."

"Oh Bucky, you are such a child." You laughed, giving it another kiss, and then another, and then another and then another, until rough edges turned into the soft textures of his lips. With lips entangled in an unusual position, you brought myself onto your knees, and positioned yourself on top of him — knees on each side of his hips, crotch pressed against his, hands on his jaws, lips on his lips, tongue inside of his mouth.

His hands found your neck, then up your jaws, cupping your face and pulling it closer to his. He then started to rake the roots of your hair, tugging it lightly, making a moan escape your lips. You felt one corner of his mouth turn a bit upward at the sound. He tugged your hair tighter and harder until your lips left his with your head pulled backwards, leaving your bare neck exposed.

Without any hesitation, his mouth moved onto neck. Gratified by the series of moans coming out of your mouth, he sucked deeper into your skin, biting every inch of your neck, making sure to leave damn marks. On impulse, you moved your hips against his, grinding his clothed crotch. Bucky groaned against your skin, his hot breath fanning your neck. You could feel your own wetness in between your thighs as you moved your hips more, Bucky's bulge growing under you getting bigger and bigger. The sensation left you breathless.

And you needed more.

You broke away from his grasp, returning the favor. You kissed him on the lips and moved your way towards his earlobes in which Bucky very much liked; so much that he thrusted his hips upwards, slamming loud onto yours.

"Oh, fuck." You moaned, moving your way towards his neck.

Bucky's hands immediately flew under your shirt. His cold hands making contact with your skin, sending you shivers.

"Wait." He said, pulling away from you. "Is this okay? Are you okay with this?"

You giggled and nodded, kissing him on the mouth to give him permission.

He cut the kiss short. "I'm sorry, but we live in a litigious society so I'm gonna need a verbal reply from you, especially that you're years younger than me."

You chuckled. "Yes, Mr. Barnes. You have my full consent."

He smirked. "Keep calling me that and I'll give you my full consent."

"Shut up already, Mr. Barnes."

He lifted the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head, revealing a cotton white bra.

You bit your lip. "If you'd told me about the date, I would've worn a much better one."

"I don't mind." He breathed, sitting up. "I like white on you." He traced the lining of the bra with his finger, together with his eyes. He licked his lower lip before planting a kiss between your breasts. "So pure. Innocent."

"Innocent is not the word to describe me." You smirked. "Remember what I told you before?"

"Hmm, I seem to have forgotten." He teased. "What was it again?"

"I'm a devil on the sheets, Bucky."

"Then show it to me, doll." He purred.

As soon as those words left his mouth, all the worries and fear you talked about with Nat all washed away. And like always, she was again, right.

It was exactly like riding a bicycle.

And you were ready to be in control, in control of a man your senior, and to unleash something inside you you've never seen in quite a while.

You grabbed Bucky's face and kissed him on the mouth while pulling his shirt over his head. Every inch of his naked sculpted upper body glistened under the lights, like dewy grass under the sun.

You kissed his collarbones, shoulders, and chest. Before you could even move on to his tummy, a strong force came, flipping your body, your back hitting the blanket-covered ground.

"But not before I show it to you first." He growled, reaching something from above. He closed the front of the tent, pulling something from above. Within a second, the lights above went dim. The only light you now had was the moonlight.

You liked it this way. Darkness made you feel safe — but it was the kind of darkness with a sliver of light and Bucky was it. The inside of the tent grew hotter, making your body sweat, or perhaps it was just the sexual heat between you and Bucky as Bucky removed your pants, as well as his, leaving you in just your undergarments.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, pressing up against him, making him feel that you were already dripping for him, that you wanted him.

He moaned inside your mouth as you grinded against each other. His teeth pulled your bra down. With your bare chest exposed, you usually had the instinct to cover them up because they were small for people's taste but you didn't do that with Bucky. He admired them with his eyes, and admired them more with his lips wrapped around your nipples, pulling each of them softly. He then left fluttered kisses on your breasts before moving down to your belly, kissing every curve, every wave fold there ever was, and every stretch mark he came across upon.

His mouth stopped right on the folds of your lower belly, his fingers making their way on your wet cotton panties. His lips went back to yours while his fingers were circling all around you, clothed, making you wetter each second. Then, he slipped your panties aside, taking no time at all in inserting a finger inside.

A moan escaped your lips, opening your mouth more, giving access to Bucky's tongue. With another finger slipping inside, you bit Bucky's lower lip, pulled it away from him. He watched you gasp for air, listened to each moan, and felt you deep inside as he continued to thrust his fingers in you.

"You're quite tight, doll." He said. "I'm going for another to ease you up, okay?"

You nodded then whimpered as soon as a third finger made its way inside. Because you were, in his own words, quite tight, Bucky had a bit of a difficult time moving inside. He pulled away after a few moments, giving you time to catch your breath. He folded your knees, and held your legs in place using his veiny hands. He left a trail of soft kisses on your inner thighs, his teeth grazing on your skin every once in a while. You watched him inched forward, nearing your core. You watched him take delight in each mark he imprinted.

He hooked his thumbs on your panties and slowly slid them down your legs. On his knees, he ravished your body with his eyes, then your face. He leaned down, kissing you

"Beautiful." He mumbled in the kiss.

He soon devoured your pussy, his tongue moving up and down your folds, his upper lip nibbling your clit. You closed your yes, threw your head back and raked his hair with your fingers, guiding his mouth deeper. With his mouth still exploring every bit of you, he inserted two fingers inside. You whimpered at the sensation of both his tongue flicking your clit, and his fingers fucking you.

You moaned louder, arching your back, rolling your eyes at the back of your head. You badly wanted to see him, to watch him greedily eat you but his mouth and fingers felt so good that you couldn't even keep your eyes open. The more you tried to, the faster his mouth and fingers moved. It made your legs tremble under his touch, your thighs pressing closer and closer to his ears, which he didn't like as he kept spreading your legs wider with his other hand.

"Bu-Bucky, please." You gasped. "I'm gonna cum."

"No. Not yet."

With that, he released his mouth and fingers, leaving you suspended in ecstasy. You opened your eyes, seeing Bucky on top of you, his face studying you. Then, he brought his fingers — the same ones that were just inside you — to his mouth, licking them. Now, you really did wish you could've kept your eyes open the whole time.

"You taste good, doll." He said, giving you his fingers.

You opened your mouth and reached for his fingers, sliding up and down, the taste of you sitting on your tongue. You could feel Bucky weaken above you as you continued to suck his fingers. Your right hand moved to his boxers, stroking his clothed hard-on. His eyelids quivered for a moment, losing touch of his dominance. You kissed his fingers one last time and flipped him over, not wasting any damn time taking his boxers off.

He sprung up in front of you. He was big (the biggest you've encountered), and was throbbing under your touch. He was hot, and a little bit wet. You looked at him while you pumped him slowly, then kissed him, returning the pleasure. A breath escaped his mouth as your pace went faster, and faster. His body became weaker under you, his lips agape, surrendering to submission, to your dominance.

Bucky felt so fragile underneath you, not being able to regain the control he once had. He wanted this. He wanted you to show him how much of a devil you were.

You pulled away from his mouth and moved lower on his body, his large, throbbing dick between your eyes. You kissed the top, making his legs quiver. You soon took him in — all of him, which made Bucky grab your head, pull your hair, and guide you all the way. You looked at him as you worked him all the way up, then down, then up and down: his mouth was kept open, a series of moans coming out, and at the same time, gasping for air; instead of eyes closed, his eyes were wide open, looking at the unlit lights above him.

Usually, giving head to people wasn't at all satisfying to you. What would it give you, anyway? It was either forced, or just because they told you to suck them. But with Bucky, you didn't even hesitate on doing so. It wasn't an itch you were trying to scratch away. It was on impulse, an instinct, a desire you wanted. And seeing Bucky in this state gave you so much pleasure.

So much.

Bucky let out the loudest moan, sitting up straight, his chest heaving, trying to catch his breath.

"I need you." He rasped. "Now."

You nodded, satisfied with what you received on his end. You straddled him, grinded on his bare dick, and glazed it with your wetness. He groaned, guiding your hips with his one hand, the other on the ground, keeping himself straight up.

"Don't worry. I'm on the pill." you whispered.

"I thought it's been over a year since you — "

"It's for acne, dumbass." You chuckled. "You can cum inside me if you want. You have my full consent."

"Good."

You held onto his broad shoulders as you lowered myself onto him and within a second, you felt his tip inside.

You bit your lip as you inched yourself lower. With his whole inside you, you leaned your forehead on his shoulder, and let out a small whimper.

"Are you okay?" He whispered in your ear. You nodded and placed a kiss on his neck, reassuring him.

You moved your body up and down, biting your lip to keep small cries from coming out, but soon enough, you were taking in pleasure within pain until all there was was pleasure.

Sweet, sweet pleasure.

You bounced on top of him faster, — god, he felt so big and so good in you — skin slapping on skin, echoing against the thin sheets, with his lips on yours, then on your neck, then on your breasts; his hands on your jaw, on your neck, your breasts (sometimes, together with his lips), on the small of your back, on your hips, then on your ass.

"Oh god, you feel so fucking good." Bucky said, kissing your skin as you kept on bouncing on top of him. "But it's my turn, babydoll."

You moaned at the nickname, making your body frail to move and then the next thing you knew, you were flipped over, with Bucky on his knees, thrusting faster, then deeper as he inched forward, your chests pressed together. Your fingers clawed on his back, his hot breath on your neck, your breath on his ear where he could hear you moaning his name.

"That's right." He whispered, kissing your neck. "Say my name."

You wrapped your legs around his waist (a kind of intimacy you had never done before), and with it, pulled him closer, deeper, giving you an astounding pleasure, making your whole body tremble under him, getting you higher and higher on staggering ecstasy, and sending you over your edge.

You cried out his name one last time, feeling your white juices come on his dick, mixed with his inside you.

"My god," he whispered, "I think I could never get enough of you."

"You just read my mind, Mr. Barnes."

"Hey, I feel a whole lot better now." He winked.

You chuckled.

You caught each others' breaths, kissing one last time before he removed himself from you, and laid down beside you where he wrapped his arms and legs around you, your head on his chest. You weren't the one to cuddle but at that moment, your body, frail and vulnerable, gave in. You didn't want to fight it, anyway. You were both surrounded with each others' pool of sweat but it didn't matter.

You were bathing in bliss.

In this bliss he had given you.

"You're not gonna kick me out the next morning, are you?" You asked, half-joking, scared that you'd be in the same position as that of the woman from before.

"No, doll." He replied, "you have my word," then kissed your forehead.

Bucky pulled you closer, his chin on top of your head. You listened to his heartbeat slow down every five seconds, giving you a rhythm you soon fell asleep to.

[diofasolia]

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#5

Every story has a begining

And our story begins at a small, cozy coffee shop. Where our three protagonist has their first encounter…

Studioverse by @zu-is-here and many others headcanons

Original Killer by @rahafwabas

Original Nightmare by @jokublog

Original Ccino by @black-nyanko

Fluffynightkiller Week by @help-im-a-gay-fish

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Soooo the first day of Fluffynightkiller Week is here ✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧

(yes I'm going to make music again:-)

And I have a silly idea that "what if the movie Fluffynightkiller gets their own soundtrack?"

Like every prompt of the day is a movie ost (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

The music cover drawing is how I picture the movie poster might look like, it's a weird one but I think it's kinda okay????

The music sheets is here ヾ(･ω･*)ﾉ

76 notes • Posted 2021-05-29 12:10:02 GMT

#4

"I'm not sure if there'll be a happy ever after ending for us…"

"Yet I'm no longer afraid."

"Because I know you and me are gonna reach the end hand in hand."

Cross!Sans by @jakei95

Dream by @jokublog

Shattered Dream by @shattereddreamsau

Dark Cream Week by @zu-is-here

(notes to self: never attempt to draw skeleton hands again because it's too difficult—)

The last day of Dark Cream Week is here!!

Which is also my favorite day!

After countless despairs, Dream and Cross still manage to stay by each other's side

There's nothing can defeat them as long as the love between them never die

I'm so glad I manage to participate the DC Week project, it really pushes past my limit (I mean I never knew that I can compose seven pieces in three weeks—) and also seeing many kind and talented artists' incredible creations!

It just makes me so delightful uwu

Thank you for hosting this Dark Cream Week project, Zu!! (☆▽☆)(人 •͈ᴗ•͈)

Also I want to give a special thank you to @kotikaleo

You may not remember but your encouragement words is what making me able to complete the week project uwu uwu

77 notes • Posted 2021-03-16 12:11:26 GMT

#3

Random thoughts about

Fluffynightkiller✨

So I'm just thinking about this headcanon where Ccino, Killer and Nightmare finally get married

And of course it's a BIG NEWS. I'd like to think the media all around the world is going crazy about this polygamous marriage. Because not only Killer and Nightmare are icons for the poly community but also they spent years to fight for the legal rights of their marriage

That's when a director comes up an idea of making a movie about the three skeletons

(because that's be honest, the love story between Killer, Nightmare and Ccino are just too dramatic and legendary to not make it into a movie—)

At first, Nightmare refuses the director immediately. He doesn't want to draw more attention to their relationship. Killer, on the other hand, it's not really against the idea of making a movie about their love story

As for Ccino, he's not really that surprised when his husbands tell him the news. Ccino knows how famous Killer and Nightmare are, so is pretty normal for some people want to know more about their relationship. Overall, he's a bit anxious about the idea of making a movie but also find it interesting as well

Director "so…do you guys agree on making a film about the story between you three?"

Nightmare "…fine, we'll do it. But only on one condition"

Director "okay! What is it?"

Killer "our sweet marshmallow will be in the film too"

Director "but…Mr. Ccino isn't an actor, we can find another person—"

Nightmare "he WILL be in the movie or else"

That's just say Ccino is absolutely shocked when he learns he's gonna be a role in the movie too

Ccino "what? I'm gonna play a role in the film? But I not an actor like you guys! I can't act!"

Killer "who says you have to act? It's OUR story! You just need to be yourself and focus on me or Night~"

Ccino "so what's the name of the movie? It's not going to be so cliche name like 'neverending love' or something, right?"

In the end, the three skeletons having a brainstorm about what name to call their movie

The result?

Well, the movie's name it's a bit long but they seem to like it very much

It's called—

"Fluffynightkiller"

Studio verse by @zu-is-here

Original Nightmare by @jokublog

Original Killer by @rahafwabas

Original Ccino by @black-nyanko

Tagging @help-im-a-gay-fish @jann-the-bean @yuriyuruandyuraart @dragon-tamer-1 @kotikaleo

I'm not sure if I tag people right, there are many people that bursting ideas about this ship

So if I make some mistakes, I'm sorry (θ‿θ)

77 notes • Posted 2021-05-02 18:06:43 GMT

#2

Okay, I finally did it (ㆁωㆁ)

The dtiys by @zu-is-here!!

Original version by super amazing Zu!

Sorry I can't draw their hands or arms or waist

I nearly lose my sanity just to sketch them out (ʘᴗʘ✿)

Funny thing: My irl friend says dtiys to me is destroy this in your style XD

To be honest I don't really have an "art style"

Need to PRACTICE MORE ᕙ(＠°▽°＠)ᕗ

The rough sketch is in here ↓↓

80 notes • Posted 2021-04-07 11:42:03 GMT

#1

"No…! Tell me…this isn't real…"

"Oh, but it is, my dear…"

"…and don't pretend it's all just a bad dream."

Cross!Sans by @jakei95

Dream by @jokublog

Shattered Dream by @shattereddreamsau

Dark Cream Week by @zu-is-here

I decide to compose some music for the Dark Cream Week(◍•ᴗ•◍)(◍•ᴗ•◍)

And here it is! The music piece of day one is in the structure of string quartet.

The melody of first violin represents Dream struggling against his corruption while the second violin represents Cross, who's trying to make Dream come back to his senses.

These are my music sheets (ㆁωㆁ)(ㆁωㆁ)

139 notes • Posted 2021-03-10 15:17:11 GMT

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[etlunainmorte]

First of all, thank you so much, anon, for sending me this request. It means so much to me.❤❤❤

And I hope these oneshots make you feel better soon.❤❤❤

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Part 1 - Dante

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The Legendary Devil Hunter has been working non stop since the last week.

Of course, you know it's a good thing. For once, you knew that Dante was beginning to have a sense of responsibility. All of his bills were getting paid in time, his debts were diminishing little by little, even Morrison was speechless as to his change of attitude towards his professional working behavior.

It's a good thing, yes. You wanted to believe that.

But, why did you feel even more empty deep inside? His sporadic appearances were not helping with your situation, as it was. Yes, you were happy that he was doing his best for the both of you but,...

... you need him. You needed your beloved so, so much.

But, then again, the Legendary Devil Hunter has been working non stop since the last week.

With your heart feeling even heavier than ever before and your eyes feeling so tired and swollen after all that crying, you climbed on the huge, cold, and empty bed, and turned to the side away from the spot that used to fill your lover. You took the clean white sheets and covered your trembling body with it, imagining it was his warm and strong body that covered and protected yours from the blithering cold instead of the soft fabric. You raised your legs, hugged your knees, and imagined your arms around his body instead of your shaking legs. You closed your eyes, letting all the crippling emotions consume you once more.

Then, you felt it: fresh, hot tears coming out of your eyes, reminding you that no matter how much one cried, the human function will definitely find a way to release the pent up emotion that was keeping one from being completely happy.

However, you knew deep down inside that it was impossible for you to be happy now.

Oh, why does it hurt, so, so much?

You were still deep within your highly protected shell of emotions when the door slowly and quietly opened. Your body was still trembling with the silent tears that won't stop falling when the mattress dipped around you. You were still thinking of the man you needed the most right then when the same man in your thoughts smiled at you and gently pulled down the sheets that covered your face.

And then, you realized, he was there.

"Aww, trying to sleep, already?" Dante's voice tried to penetrate through your mind as he gently ruffled your hair. "Come on! Get dressed. We're going somewhere."

"But, isn't it late already?" You asked, turning away from him to wipe away the tears with your sleeve.

"Late? Nah! Late is never in our vocabulary, right? We used to stay up so late to binge watch your favorite shows, don't you remember?" The man said as he got off you and offered you a hand to help you stand.

"You,... remembered?" You asked, finally taking his hand.

"Of course! Now, let's go."

A few moments later, you found yourself being dragged by this tall and handsome devil towards one shop just across the Devil May Cry shop where you lived with him.

And, apparently, you were right about the time being totally late: almost all of the shops were closed in the immediate vicinity, save for the one he was leading you to.

And it somehow looked,... like an old diner, or something.

Not letting go of your hand, the man opened the door of the diner and you were greeted by a very warm light that slightly blinded you. However, the moment you opened your eyes once again, you saw your lover's friends surrounding you with such warm and happy smiles. And they were all wearing the same pastel pink uniform with matching pairs of roller blades. Now, where have you seen that uniform before? 

Oh! Was it from,... ?

"Hello, (Y/N)!" Patty greeted as she took your arm and led you to one of the tables in the middle of the empty shop. "We have something special for you for tonight. Come with me!"

"Eyy, don't forget about me!" Your lover complained with a boyish and mischievous smirk as he followed the two of you towards the table.

Morrison at the other end of the room took this as his cue and started to play something on the jukebox.

One, two,... one, two, three, four!

Your eyes widened at the pleasantly familiar sound that effectively brought life to the empty diner. And you were sure that the song was from,...

Give me more lovin' than I've ever had.

Make it all better when I'm feelin' sad.

Tell me that I'm special even when I know I'm not.

Make me feel good when I hurt so bad.

Barely gettin' mad,

I'm so glad I found you.

I love being around you.

You make it easy,

It's easy as one, two, one, two, three, four!

"So, what are we having for tonight?" Lady, who was dressed in the same pink uniform asked you as she readied her pen and her little notebook, as if to take your order, asked with a wink and a bright smile that also made you smile, even for a bit.

"Ahh, what are you offering?" You asked, feeling the anticipation and excitement that you haven't felt in ages in your system right then.

"We're gonna have,... a mix of everything!" The man, who was sitting across from you, confidently declared as he raised one finger.

"A mix of everything?!" You asked, surprised at how he was willing to splurge like this. "Are you sure that - ?"

"A mix of everything! Got it!" Lady repeated your lover's order with another charming smile and a wink as she hid her notebook and went to the kitchen.

There's only one thing, two do, three words four you.

( I love you ) I love you!

There's only one way, two say, those three words, and that's what I'll do.

( I love you ) I love you!

Not even a moment, or a minute has passed when Trish came out of the kitchen bearing a really huge box of pizza in one hand. She skated towards you and brought the box down on the table, opening it and letting its delicious smell waft to your nostrils. Making you really hungry.

"One mix of everything, served with a smile." Trish announced as she curtsied and skated away.

You took a good look at your pizza, and to your surprise, you found out it was, indeed, a mix of every flavor you could think of! From Hawaiian to Anchovy - filled, to 4 - cheese,...

It really was a mix of everything!

Just like that time when - !

Give me more lovin' from the very start.

Piece me back together when I fall apart.

Tell me things you never even tell your closest friends.

Make me feel good when I hurt so bad.

Best that I've had.

I'm so glad that I found you.

I love being around you.

You make it easy,

It's easy as one, two, one, two, three, four!

"This is going to be so bad for my diet, I can tell."

"Diet?! What's that word again?" The man asked, making you giggle as he cupped the side of his right earlobe, pretending he couldn't hear you quite well. "Oh! Do you mean Pepperoni? Well, why didn't you say so? Here!"

You laughed as you received a huge slice of Pepperoni pizza from him. You took a bite, and you swore you've had this pizza before!

Why are you doing this?

There's only one thing, two do, three words four you.

( I love you ) I love you!

There's only one way, two say, those three words, and that's what I'll do.

( I love you ) I love you!

( I love you ) I love you!

"This is,... just like that time," You said as you stared at the huge pizza box before you, emotions flooding your chest once more, but not of sorrow. It was different. It felt,... lighter. "Just like - "

"Sshh, it's okay." The man told you as he took one of your hands in his and squeezed it. "Enjoy the moment."

"Wait! If this is really like that time, then there's - !"

The man smiled and winked at you. "How could I forget?" He turned to the left, and when you followed the direction of his sight, you saw both Lady and Patty coming out of the kitchen bearing a huge glass of ice cream.

And not just ice cream,...

... it has every possible flavor in it!

Again, a mix of everything!

Indeed! Just like that time!

The two ladies brought the huge glass down on another table next to you, and you swore you could no longer hold the tears of happiness back.

And this made your lover smile warmly.

You make it easy,

It's easy as one, two, one, two, three, four.

There's only one thing, two do, three words four you.

( I love you ) I love you!

There's only one way, two say, those three words, and that's what I'll do.

( I love you ) I love you!

"D - didn't you like it?" Patty asked with knitted eyebrows, worried when you suddenly burst out crying.

"I like it! I really do! It's just,..." You looked up and glanced at all of your friends before you. The very same people you helped in your own, little way. The same faces who smiled because you made them happy in your own, unique way. The very same friends who are now here for you to make you smile, and make you happy this time.

And it was all because of this man, this Legendary Devil Hunter, who worked non stop for a week to put up this really awesome surprise just for you.

Everything,... was all for you.

You stood and threw yourself at the man before you, who held you as close and as tight as he can.

"You remembered our very first date!" You cried, never wanting to let go of him ever again. "You,... remembered the song! The pizza with everything in it! And the ice cream! Thank you so much! Thank you!"

"Anything for the woman I love." The man whispered close to your ear, making you feel really warm deep inside. "Anything for her, to see her lovely smile once again."

You faced your lover and gave him a kiss that made Morrison and the rest of your friends all giddy inside. "I love you so much, Dante Sparda!"

"I love you, too, dear (Y/N) (L/N). And happy anniversary!"

You reluctantly let Dante go for a while and faced your friends. You just wanted to celebrate this very special day surrounded by all of the people who loved you.

And the loving with your man, Dante? You're afraid it has to wait for now.

"What are you standing there for?" You asked them with a huge and genuine smile on your face. "Let's eat this massive pizza and that monster ice cream together!"

One, two, three, four

One, two, three, four I love you.

( I love you ) I love you!

I love you!

***

💙 Next up, Vergil! Please, look forward to it! 💙

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[ai-suru-hito-yo]

I Was Born To Love You

My first Queen fic! Woo!

Pairing: '90s!Brian May x fem!reader

Summary: It's the eve of your little sister's wedding. You've been running around ragged, planning and setting up. You're exhausted, and Brian finally convinces you to take a break and come have a celebratory drink at the pub.

Warnings: brief mentions of sex, past SugarDaddy!Brian, mentions of death, age difference, possibly terrible writing. This is based on a dream I had last night. I woke up at 3 am and had to write it.

Author's notes: It's so fluffy, I swear to God, call your dentist now, it may rot your teeth. And for the sake of this story, let's pretend Chrissie did leave Brian in the 80's, but Anita (though I LOVE HER) was never in the picture.

This was it. The big day was right around the corner. Your sister was getting married the next day, and you could not possibly be more happy for her. As both her sister and her Maid of Honor, you had been running yourself ragged organizing and planning and helping to make sure everything was perfect for her big day. It was finally the night before, and you were exhausted. Your boyfriend was currently trying to convince you to take a much needed break.

Ugh, you hated that word. "Boyfriend"? You were both grown adults, thank you very much. He, in fact, was quite a bit older than you, which made the term, "boyfriend" seem all the more ridiculous. But what other term was there?

Your relationship had not started out on quite such a...romantic path as it was on now. You had met Brian May just a couple of years after the tragic and heartbreaking loss of Freddie Mercury. You had been working as an assistant to one of the producers of We Will Rock You, and had caught Brian's eye immediately. He invited you out for a drink after a meeting one day, and the two of you had hit it off immediately, despite having a 20 year age difference. Brian gave you his phone number and asked you not to hesitate to call the next time you had a night free.

It had taken a further month after that night before you felt brave enough to make that call. Was it a joke? There's no way this world-famous, wealthy, talented, kind-hearted, legendary, beautiful rock-star could be interested in somebody as plain and simple and "average Joe" as you. You made the call anyway, pulling on your big girl panties and taking the risk. Brian invited you along for dinner and more drinks, an invitation which you gladly accepted, and you ended up spending that night in his bed. It was the next morning, after another round of amazing sex, that Brian made a proposition, one which you found you could not refuse. More world-rocking sex and "night-time" companionship in exchange for wining, dining, and anything else your heart desired, even financial compensation.

It had been three years now, and somewhere around two years ago, your relationship had changed. Shifted. Wining and dining became dates walking through the moonlit garden of Brian's country home, gazing at the stars, or visits to any and every museum you could find (you adored museums). Occasional companionship became listening to Brian break down over missing his father and Freddie, and holding him as he continued to feel hopeless about the future. Anything your heart desired shifted to longing looks from hazel eyes, and a beautiful smile framed by dark bouncing curls. Sex soon turned to love-making, and you found yourselves staying in bed together afterwards, holding each other as you slept, and trading lazy kisses in the morning.

When you introduced Brian to your parents, he was introduced as your boyfriend (oh, that word again). Your mother was very wary of your age difference and of Brian's rockstar lifestyle. Your dad and sister, on the other hand, were huge fans and completely starstruck. Eventually, they all saw how happy you made each other and how serious you were about your relationship, and so Brian May the famous rockstar soon became Brian, your kind, sweet, doting boyfriend (?)

The soft sound of Brian's sweet voice pulled you from your musings, and you shook your head a little to clear it and focus on what he was saying.

"Y/N, my love, you need a break. The rehearsal and dinner went swimmingly, if I may say so," Brian lifted your hand to his lips, kissing your knuckles softly, then reached out his free hand to rest against your jaw, long fingers tangling into your soft hair. "There's nothing more you can do tonight. The church is ready, the reception venue is ready. Come on, darling. Let the caterers finish setting up, and let's go grab a drink, eh? We can go to that pub we went to last week. It was quiet, and it's big enough we can invite everyone along!"

You turned your head to kiss Brian's palm where it rested against your face, and nodded. You knew he preferred this particular pub because no one there recognized him. Or if they did, they had the courtesy not to act like it.

"Yes, alright. Let me make sure everyone knows where we're going, and I'll meet you outside in 5 minutes." You kissed Brian quickly and moved over to where the rest of the wedding party were gathered in conversation.

---------------------------------------------------

When you arrived at the pub, Brian quickly hopped out of the car and came around to open your door as you checked your makeup in your compact mirror. Deeming it acceptable for a quiet night of drinks, you got out of the car. Brian pushed the door shut, and stopped you with a hand on your hip.

"You look beautiful, as always," he said once you turned to look at him. You blushed, and ducked your head. You still had trouble at times with how freely and openly he would compliment you. "I think this dress is my favorite."

You had worn a simple, strappy dress for the evening, light blue with a pattern of roses. It was mostly backless and flowy, as it was early summer and quite warm, even for mid June.

You pushed up on your toes to kiss Brian again, a silent thank you for the compliment. You lingered for a moment, smiling against his lips, before you pulled away, trailing your hand down his arm to his hand. You interlaced your fingers and led him toward the pub.

"I'll get drinks while you get a table?" You nodded, and moved off toward a corner and a comfy-looking booth. You sat down facing the door, just in time for it to open again and to see some familiar faces come through. You waved to your cousin, his wife, and your brother to join you. Your cousin and his wife approached, sitting on the opposite side of the large booth, while your brother, Ethan, approached Brian at the bar.

"Hello, Adam," you greeted. "Hello, Jenisa. Glad you could join us!"

"Of course!" Jenisa answered, pushing her long hair behind her shoulder. "I've been dying for a gin and something all evening, and to catch up with you, but you've kept us all so busy with all the planning and setting up, I barely had a second to say hello!"

You winced slightly. "Sorry about that, J. It's just, Liv's my only sister, and my best friend. I want everything to be perfect."

Jenisa patted your hand on top of the table. "There's no need to apologize, dear! Of course you want the best for her, and we're happy to help."

"Yeah, it's no problem at all, really," Adam chimed in. "Besides, you know she'll be there to repay the favor one day."

You choked on air for a moment, glancing over Adam's shoulder toward the bar. Brian was laughing at something Ethan was saying, shoulders shaking and curls bouncing in that way they always did when he laughed. He truly was breathtaking. You were so distracted by Brian's beautiful smile that you missed the look Adam and Jenisa shared.

"So," Jenisa said, calling your attention back to the table. You looked at her with a dreamy smile still plastered on your face. She grinned. "When's it gonna be your turn?"

You choked on nothing again, eyes widening ever so slightly. You were unsure how to answer that. Marriage was something you had always wanted. You also knew you wanted a family of your own, to be a mother, but it was one of the farthest things from your mind at the moment, which was ironic, considering you were caught up in the middle of wedding planning at the moment. Luckily, you were saved by Brian and Ethan returning to the table with everyone's drinks. Brian set your cider down in front of you before sliding in next to you with his own lager. Your brother slid in next to Adam and Jenisa, distributing their drinks to them.

"Brian bought this round. Cheers, mate!" Ethan tapped his glass against Brian's before taking a long pull.

"Thanks, love," you pressed a quick kiss to Brian's shoulder. "Next round's on me." Brian simply swiped a finger softly down your nose and smiled at you.

You heard the bell above the door ring again, and Liv, your soon-to-be-brother-in-law Michael, and his two brothers entered the pub. You called your sister's name and waved her over. She and the boys took a seat at the next table after greeting everybody and giving Michael their drink orders.

Brian leaned over from his seat next to you to address your sister. "Are you nervous for the big day?"

Your sister giggled and rolled her eyes fondly. "Bri, you've known me for 2 years. When am I not nervous?"

Brian chuckled. "Well, you've no reason to be. I'm sure you'll be a beautiful bride, and you've left everything in the most capable hands I can think of."

Liv leaned around Brian to catch your eye and give you a small but meaningful smile. "Yeah, I know I did. Thanks, Bri. I feel a little less nervous now."

You shifted a little closer to Brian in your seat and intertwined your left arm under his right, taking his hand where it rested on the table and lacing his calloused fingers with your own. He looked down at you and shared a private smile. You felt a little less nervous now, too. Everything would be alright.

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As the evening passed into night, more of your family and friends came and went from the quiet pub, most just stopping in for a drink and a quick congratulations to the bride and groom.

By now you were leaning fully into Brian, who had put his arm around you without breaking your hands apart, so your arm was now crossed over your chest and holding his hand on your shoulder. Honestly, it helped, as you were leaning into Brian so close in hope of stealing some of his body heat. Your dress now seemed like a terrible idea, as you discovered you had chosen a seat directly under an air conditioner vent. Every 20 minutes or so, the system would kick on and blow cold air on you, raising goosebumps on your exposed shoulders and arms. Brian, clothed in all black, seemed to radiate heat, and you were taking full advantage of that.

Another shiver passed through you as you felt the cold air hit your skin again. Brian had noticed the past couple times it happened, and finally spoke up about it, abandoning the conversation he had been involved in with your brother and cousin about what shenanigans they had gotten up to in college.

"Y/N are you okay?" He asked, tilting his head down close to your face. You turned your head, not realizing how close he was, nearly knocking your nose against his. You could feel his warm breath fanning gently over your skin and it felt wonderful.

"Yes, love," you answered with a smile. "I'm great."

"You're shivering. Are you sure you're alright? Do you want to go home?"

You pressed a firm kiss to his lips to silence him. "No, I'm fine. Just keep holding me?"

"Of course, dear. Always."

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You entered the pub's small restroom, turning to close the door, when your way was blocked by somebody leaning against it. You opened the door again and your sister quickly entered behind you, closing and locking the door.

"What do you want, brat? I need to pee."

"I won't stop you," she replied. "I just wanted a moment in private to tell you how much I appreciate everything you're doing for me. I reckon tomorrow we'll be too caught up in everything and then I'll be off on my honeymoon. I don't want to forget to tell you that I love you and appreciate everything you've done for me. You're the best big sister a girl could ever hope for."

She pulled you into a bone-crushing hug, knocking the wind out of you for a moment. You wrapped your arms around her and returned the squeeze as hard as you could.

"Ow! Okay, okay, I feel the love!" Liv stepped back from your embrace and looked at you again before adding, "You know I'll be there to return the favor if you should need me some day."

You pulled her into a gentler embrace before pulling back and pushing her toward the door. "Thank you. Now, get out, I still need to pee."

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When you returned to the table a few minutes later, you were considerably warmer for having gotten up to move around a bit. You noticed Brian had moved over into your unoccupied seat under the vent. He had a funny look on his face, and seemed a little lost in his own world.. The look melted into another gorgeous smile, though, as you sat down again and snuggled back into him.

You soon became engrossed in the conversation your brother was having with Jenisa about cryptozoology, ("Nessie is as real as you and me, sitting here!") content to listen to them arguing from where you were leaned back against Brian's shoulder behind you. You barked out a laugh at another one of Ethan's stupid arguments. Brian tensed behind you for a moment, and you felt more than heard him take a deep breath before leaning down to speak lowly into your ear.

"I have something for you."

Curiosity piqued, you sat up and turned toward him. The nervous look was back again, and you met it with an open look of earnestness. He fumbled in the pocket of his trousers for a moment, before producing a small red box and placing it on the edge of the table directly in front of you. You looked at it, then back at him, then back at the box. Realizing Brian was not about to say another word, you opened the box, before letting out a squeal and quickly shutting it again. You snatched it off the table and held it in your lap, laughing nervously as most of your party turned to look at you.

"Uh, leg cramp. Don't mind me!"

As everyone returned to their conversations, you turned toward Brian more and opened the box again. Inside sat the most beautiful ring you'd ever seen. A simple, thin, white gold band with a small but beautiful cutting of your birthstone. On either side of the stone were small Celtic trinity knots. Your hand covered your mouth as you tried to restrain from gasping. You looked up at Brian, who was watching you closely.

"Brian, I...I dont know what to say."

"Um, I mean, you don't have to say anything? You don't even have to keep it, honestly. I've had it for quite some time now, but I never said anything because I never thought you would accept it. It's just, you mean so much to me and you've helped me so much. I don't think you understand how you helped me after...well, after. Through Rog's fits over trying to finish the last album, and John falling apart. And I know that's a lot of emotional baggage, and you deserve someone young and carefree, but I guess I just got caught up in the moment with weddings on our minds and you look so beautiful tonight, and--what are you doing?"

You took the ring out of the box and examined it again before looking up into beautiful hazel eyes. Eyes you'd be happy to look into for the rest of your days. Well, you thought, at least now I'll have a better word than "boyfriend".

"Which finger do I put this on?"

FIN

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Mmkay, there it is. If you'd like a visual reference to the dress and the ring, there are links embedded. However, if you'd rather not interrupt the flow, there are descriptions. The example ring has a sapphire because that's my birthstone.

I have possible ideas for more if this is well received. Let me know what you think!

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Hello my lovely thirst babies! (It's what I call my followers)

For all of you new followers hi! Welcome! Enjoy the music and stay for the cute dish that is Queen's drummer.

All you previous 200 followers know that when I hit a milestone of 50 I always do a 50 questions type thing.

This one is gonna be all Queen!

(Also thank you everybody for sending a post from 0 to 500 notes in roughly one day!)

Opinion on Freddie Mercury calling himself "Mr. Farenheit"? It's adorable and almost like a little play on words with his birth name of Farrokh

Early 80's porn star Freddie or late 80's suburban dad Freddie look? Well I guess dad Fred because I'm not a stache person and the less facial hair and the shorter the better!

Stone Cold Crazy or I'm Going Slightly Mad? Tough choice but I'm Going Slightly Mad is the one I heard first and it's one of my favorites off of Innuendo. Sheer Heart Attack would be a great album even without Stone Cold Crazy

If Freddie asked you to house sit for him would you do it? Unless the cats are somewhere else no. I'm allergic and prejudiced against cats.

Satanic Prawn Onesie from It's A Hard Life music video or Disco Ball Red Devil Romper stage costume? Anything is better than the 800 eyed abomination

Get Down Make Love or Body Language? Get Down Make Love because at least musically it has some quality even if lyrically it's utter garbage (well if you chop off the first part it's not the worst)

Freddie in I Want to Break Free video or in Radio Ga Ga? Radio Ga Ga outfits always win. Plus other than the blouse I personally wouldn't wear anything Fred has on in I Want to Break Free

Opinion of Delilah? I think even if I actually liked cats I'd still cringe at it. As it is I definitely do not enjoy it

Bohemian Rhapsody or Bicycle Race? Oooh see Bicycle Race was my fav as a kid but BoRhap is legendary... I guess Bicycle Race because nostalgia and Star Wars!

Favorite 70s Freddie outfit?

Fat Bottomed Girls or Tear It Up? Ooh. Tear It Up. It's so delightfully naughty and grinds so hard. It's my dirty jam

Brian song you would really go all-out air-guitaring to? Tie Your Mother Down

Sail Away Sweet Sister or 39? I love the nerdiness of 39. But Sail Away Sweet Sister speaks to me and the main character of the novel I'm writing a lot. So gotta be SASS

"Hammer to Fall" or "Headlong"? Hammer to Fall probably. It's such a power jam. Not that Headlong isn't. It's also less dirty and it's on one of the best Queen albums ever

Favourite Brian solo? Oooh. Probably Tie Your Mother Down (I honestly can't recall if it has a solo. I just know it slams really hard and I live for that intro)

Briana in "I Want to Break Free" or Death in "It's a Hard Life"? Aghh. I love sassy Brianna but death is the only remotely sane looking one in Its A Hard Life

Favourite Brian solo song? I don't know a lot so Driven By You I guess

If you could spend a weekend with Brian, what would you do? Take nature hikes and talk about music and C S Lewis works and play with hedgehogs if at all possible

Would you rather stargaze with Brian or study in a science library with Brian? Stargaze for sure. I love it anyways and then he'd know all this brainy stuff that might put me to sleep but would still be fascinating

Favourite photo of Brian? I want his shawl thingy. Glam bastard.

Is Deaky one thicc bih in your opinion? He is certainly the thickest member of Queen. Have you guy's seen his apple bottomed ass of perfection?

If you could redo John's hair for Radio Ga Ga how would you do it? Maybe spiky with gel or something. Anything to reduce the electrocuted squirrel look

Describe John Deacon using 5 foods? Celery. Tall and kind of forgotten but essential. Onions because he's so savage at times he could make you cry. Hazelnuts because his hair and he's earthy and complex. Cheese because you are what you eat. And cherries but the tart pie kind not the sweet ones.

Where would you take Deaky on vacation? Hmmm. Some place with not a lot of people. I feel South America somewhere. Maybe a beach or to Patagonia

Favourite Deaky song? You're My Best Friend timeless and sweet

If you could give Deaky a new nickname what would it be? Salty the Hermit Crab

Favorite Deaky facial expression? His soft blushy sort of modest smile. Especially in the 70s.

Favorite photo of Deaky?

Favourite Deaky outfit?

Favorite salty Deaky face?

Which Monty Python sketch does Roger remind you of? The Encyclopedia Salesman because he could charm his way into somebody's house and sell them anything like the time he bs-ed that he was a Hoover vacuum salesman with I want to say John

Favourite harmonising by Roger? Probably Somebody to Love. He adds so much to those harmonies. And when they do it live it's even more noticeable but in a different way

What kind of car do you think I'm In Love with My Car is about? Whatever it is I see it as red. Probably a red Ferari. Or that's what I see and I'm sure Rog wouldn't have said no to one of those

You can have Roger do one of the (metaphorical) things to you that he mentions in "I'm in Love with My Car", what do you choose? Well giving him a thrill while my radials squeal does sound pleasant 😉😍😈

Favorite Roger Taylor solo work? Original composition it's probably Let's Get Crazy off of Fun In Space but if we're counting songs he covered Racing in the Street HANDS. DOWN! It's my fav song all time now. It and Brandy by Looking Glass

If Roger was an accessory, what would he be? Sunglasses of course 😎😎😎

"Modern Times Rock and Roll" or "Loser in the End"? Modern Times Rock N Roll. That song is not long enough. I love it.

You can talk to Roger for the rest of your life or have one night of passion with him, which do you choose? This is torture... but you didn't say I couldn't make out with him @squeezemylemon so trap there. I'm gonna talk to Rog and make out with him but no night of passion sadly. I'll still be happy kissing and chatting and being friends with a side of inspecting each other's tonsils with our tongues 😉😁😂

Favourite stage outfit of Roger's?

You can have a three-way with two different Rogers... 1) Do you do it? 2) Which Rogers (photo examples are encouraged)? Not my thing but I'm such a thirsty bitch for Rog that in this case hell yes. Sign me up for this sandwich right here

Brian or Freddie singing "'39"? Brian all the way baby. He has that perfect folk singer type voice

Which songs from other bands best describes each member? Brian is Bowie's 'Space Oddity'. Freddie is Elton's 'Rocket Man'. Roger's anthem has to be 'Big Spender' even if musically the style isn't him, musically he's Dancing in the Dark by Springsteen. John is Beethoven's 5th Symphony or The Boxer by Simon and Garfunkel but don't ask me why

The members of Queen as characters from the Muppets? Hmm. John is one of the salty old guys from the audience. Roger/ina is miss Piggy because he's such a diva. Bri would be Kermit for somehow patiently dealing with Piggy!Rog. And I had to Google the other Muppets and found one named Pepe the King Prawn and if that isn't Freddie Mercury I don't know what is

The members of Queen as the Avengers? Brian is Director Fury (he counts as an Avenger right?) John is The Hulk, Freddie is outrageous Iron Man of course and Roger is Hawkeye full of sass quips and sex appeal

Queen as cake flavors? Freddie is Cherry Chocolate. John is Lemon. Brian is a really dark chocolate that probably has coffee flavoring to it. Roger is strawberry.

Queen as Classic Hollywood actors? I weirdly want to say Freddie as Clark Gable but I think he's more Douglas Fairbanks. Brian is Lawrence Olivier. John is William Powell. And Roger would be James Dean (he counts right?)

FMK: Rogerina, Briana, Frederika? Fuck Rogerina obvs. Briana is a suitable housewife. And as usual poor Fred gets killed. Sorry.

Which song would you have liked to have been around the composer as they created it? Well as much as I want to say a Roger song I'd be too busy distracting him for that to work so I'm gonna say Brian writing Dragon Attack

Favorite album art/cover? The Game. 1980 Rog in leather is my sexuality. Otherwise I'd probably say Sheer Heart Attack

Who or what is the (not actual) love of each band member’s life? Freddie's was the 4000 cats. Roger's amore is cars of course. John is in a committed relationship with cheese on toast. And Brian is a slut who while he's married to Red Special he goes around having affairs with badgers and faucets/taps

Thanks again @squeezemylemon and @zestysexmachinefromzanzibar for helping with all of these questions!