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benisasoftboi · 3 years

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Unorganised thoughts on Trails to Azure:

What a depressing ending!

Also spoils what I’m assuming will be a big twist in Cold Steel 2 re: Osbourne, but like... ‘they don’t know where his body is’? Come on, we all know what that means

Also Lloyd shut up about goddamn barriers, Jesus

But like in all seriousness, I heard a lot of people call this the best Trails game, and while I personally liked Zero and SC a little more, that’s not an unjustified statement. The beginning’s a little slow, but everything after the intermission is pretty much non-stop great

It had been bothering me SO MUCH that Estelle and Joshua weren’t in Zero’s opening flash-forward, but were there when we returned to that point... the reveal that it was actually a different goddamn timeline was immensely satisfying

KeA’s powers in general are great. I love reality warpers

I absolutely knew from the moment I saw her that Mariabell would be no good. That is just an evil looking woman, right there

The Grimwood twist felt a little last minute. Also, goddamnit, the ‘oh I didn’t ACTUALLY kill him I just made it LOOK like I did for no reason’ thing. Like why is this series so afraid to kill characters off (outside of backstories, because everyone is required to have a dead relative, obviously)

But speaking of dead relatives, I loved everything we saw of Guy Bannings. He reminds me a lot of Phoenix Wright, lol

It was really exciting to see my boy Kevin - I love his Japanese voice!

Oh and Olivier and Kloe and Mueller and Julia cameos, yesss!

Ries was also there and I like her just fine, but not as much as the rest. Sorry, Ries

So,

Lloyd: I really like Lloyd. Way more than Rean. I guess it’s that he feels like more his own person than a player avatar, and also doesn’t have multiple bullshit super powers. God do I hate Rean’s super powers. There’s also just the fact that I find lots of girls liking Lloyd way more believable than lots of girls liking Rean. Lloyd is cute, and sweet, and he’s kind of a huge dork, and he’s that very adorable combination of extremely smart and extremely dumb. Rean has the personality of a plastic bag, and is friends with multiple guys who are far hotter and more interesting than he is, and yet every girl wants him. It’s a blatant self-insert player fantasy

Seriously. There is literally zero reason any of these girls would be into Rean when Gaius is right there. Gaius is just Rean but less whiny and much better looking

Anyway Lloyd is great

Elie: I still really love Elie, she’s just so consistently good, man. I’m glad she’s the ‘canon’ love interest, and I thought her confession scene was lovely - she and Lloyd are good together. I only wish there’d been more focus on how she felt about the Mariabell reveal

Randy: I liked Randy so much more in this game. His backstory was well handled, and his more annoying traits were toned down. I really enjoy his relationship to Lloyd, I think that’s excellent

Tio: Didn’t get to do as much in this game, shame, but still great. I’m assuming she’s the most popular Crossbell character, right? She’s very funny and I’m glad that the game acknowledges that the cult stuff is still traumatic for her to remember even after Joachim - it feels more realistic than ‘we defeated it and I’m better now!’

Noel: Uhhh... I don’t dislike Noel or anything, she’s just... kinda boring? Compared to the others? She was easily at her most interesting during her short time in the state guard, and then that was undone almost immediately. I wish that they’d kept that up

Wazy: Wazy’s my favourite Crossbell character. I have a weakness for the sassy long haired pretty boy archetype, I guess. I would have liked to see more interaction between him and Kevin. I love his relationship with Wald though, and I’m so glad the epilogue establishes that they go off together with Abbas after everything. I really didn’t want them to go their separate ways

I thought it was... interesting that they specifically called attention to the fact that we never see him shirtless

Dudley: Underused in this game! More Dudley!

KeA: This girl deserves the world (no don’t give it to her Mariabell PUT IT BACK)

Arios: Aww, man. Poor Arios. I’d like to play like, a short spin off about his perspective on the story. I think he’s a fascinatingly complicated person

That’s something I really like about this game, by the way - none of the antagonists really change personality or temperament when their true natures are revealed. It just takes a different meaning in this context. I think that’s much better than total personality shift (it worked with Weissman, but it would suck if that’s how they did it all the time)

Shirley and her dad whose name I already forgot lol: Fine as accessories to Randy’s backstory. Don’t know why Rixia and Shirley had to have a rivalry. I’m assuming we’ll be seeing Shirley again. I know Fie mentions her in CS2

Rixia: Rixia’s another interesting one. Her backstory was really good. To be honest, she feels a *little* superfluous to me, but I don’t dislike her

Uhh, what else

Nice little cameos from Renne, Estelle and Joshua - noo, Pater-Mater!

I know why Anton and Ricky aren’t around but also :(

Liked seeing Ellie and Armand from Rolent, though. That was nice

I knew Shizuku was going to get her sight back, because I know how stories work. I just didn’t know how it would happen, and I was prepared to hate it. I liked how it happened

Seriously I never want to hear the word barrier again

Trails to Azure is very good. I can’t believe I’m now more than halfway through this franchise

Man am I excited to go to Calvard, whenever that happens!

Oh, also I got a Liberl Bracer Guild t-shirt for Christmas, because I’m going Full Nerd for this series. I am extremely cool, you guys

#trails #trails to azure #kiseki series #trails series #long post

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fictionfreakazoid · 5 years

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S8 Klance date fixit

I just spent so much time thinking about all the ways that keith and lance would finally end up together after s7 and after literally getting shot down in the first episode with no mercy but still having the sunset scene i had the idea of writing an alternate version where there’s buildup for keith and lance falling in love before that day and keith and lance having a date instead so here I trie i guess! Sorry I don’t have too much creative writing experience and I’m better at technical writing but i am interested in trying and would love feedback

They had all been bedridden after the last fight with the robeast on Earth. Keith didn’t like being restricted and liked always being on his toes so he was already antsy. But Keith was extra antsy because at some point in the fight Lance hadn’t been responding and Keith had gotten so scared and even though they won the fight, Keith hadn’t seen Lance since the fight. Although his mom and Kolivan assured him that Lance (and the others) were ok, Keith really just wanted to go see him in person himself. When he finally felt good enough to be up on his feet, Keith left his room with Kosmo (because he takes Kosmo with him everywhere if he can) to go see Lance.

Keith had guessed that Lance’s family would be with him when he went but he still hadn’t been ready for it. He just... doesn’t know how to talk to new people that well and it made it harder that they were people so important to the one he cared so much for. Keith went to Veronica since he somewhat knew her from the missions and it might be less awkward. He asked her if he could see Lance and she raised her eyes suggestively and said of course and led Keith to him. Keith blushed and followed her to Lance. When he was got to Lance, Keith just stopped for a second to take him in and then sat on the hospital bed and hugged him.

“Woah, mullet, what’s this for?” Lance said teasingly but quietly and fondly with a smile, hugging him back.

“I just... am glad to see you’re ok,” Keith whispered, holding him tighter.

Lance couldn’t help but blush at the affection from Keith who usually isn’t a touchy-feely person, it made Lance feel kinda special. It didn’t help that Keith’s trip to the quantum abyss had made him even more attractive to a point past denying. They fell out of the embrace and Lance towards him in the hospital bed. “I’m glad to see you’re ok, too. So, how's the rest of the team doing? I’m still not feeling well enough to move out and about and go see anyone.”

”Um, actually...” Keith said slowly, beginning to blush, “you’re the first person I’ve gone to yet.”

Lance took a moment to take that in. “Why me?” he whispered, in shock at the revelation.

Keith looked down and hesitated nervously before answering. “It’s just that... when you weren’t answering in Red, I got really worried. And yeah, of course I was worried about the mission, but what really overwhelmed and scared me was the thought of losing you. I just... needed to see that you were ok myself.”

“When you left for the blade, no matter what I did and how much I tried to deny it, I missed you. The more time that passed, the more worried I got that I might have already lost you, especially after Lotor had told us that you were about to sacrifice yourself. When he told us that, I couldn’t stop worrying about you and it just made me realize how much I had grown to care about you and how much you mean to me and just... I didn’t want to lose you either, Keith. I don’t ever want to lose you.” Lance replied, looking Keith in the eyes with as much sincerity as he could.

“I know it probably didn’t seem like it, but I missed you while I was in the blade, too. I’m sorry I’m not the best at showing it.”

“Well, you’re here now,” Lance said softly, smiling at Keith. Keith smiled back at him. Then Lance slowly reached out to hold Keith’s hand. Blushing, he looked up at Keith to see if he would get mad, but Keith just looked to the side trying to hold back his smile and squeezed his hand back. They just stayed like that until they heard screams.

“UNCLE LANCE THERE’S A WOLF IN HERE!!!” “TIO LANCE SAVE US!!!” his niece and nephew screamed. Keith chuckled then told them that he wouldn’t hurt anyone unless Keith told him to and said that they could pet him. After reassuring them that it was safe, the kids went to pet him and soon they started playing with him while Keith and Lance just stayed there watching them, still holding hands. At some point, Lance put his head on Keith’s shoulder and eventually they both fell asleep with their heads together.

(His siblings took pictures of them sleeping like that and after Keith left to go check up on everyone else after they woke up the next day, Lance’s family teased him about sleeping next to Keith)

Keith had taken his mom to see his dad’s grave. His mom told him that he would be very proud of Keith and all that’s he done and become, and he appreciated her saying that but it still hurt him that his dad was gone. It was nice to finally have his mom there to support him with it, though. He had really gotten close to his mom and she had helped and supported him to grow and get stronger in the two years in the quantum abyss and he really appreciated that he had gotten that opportunity. Over the two years he had grown to forgive her for leaving him and really opened up to her and she meant so much to him now.

As they were walking back to his lion, something caught his eye. He looked over and saw a flower a shade of blue that reminded him of Lance’s eyes. Keith had to get some for him, he just felt it. He told his mom he was going to go get something and rushed to go get some of the flowers. When he returned to his mom, she had a small devious smile and he blushed. She didn’t say anything about it though and honestly that embarrassed Keith more than it would have if she had teased him about it. Keith didn’t know if his mom could tell that he liked Lance romantically but he knew she was smart and observant and he wouldn’t be surprised if she did find out. When they went inside the lion, Krolia went to the room with supplies and came back with a tie to hold the flowers together. “He’s going to love them, Keith.” Well, that answered that question. Now he had actual family to embarrass him in front of his crush.

When they got back to the garrison, Keith found Lance, thankfully not around anyone else.

Lance waved at him. “Hey, Keith!” Then he noticed the flowers. “Woah what are those?” he asked, curious.

Keith blushed. “Um, well... I saw these and I just... thought of you. I don’t know, I just got this feeling, that maybe you’d like them.”

Lance took them, blushing. “What about these made you think of me?” he whispered, holding them carefully and looked up at Keith.

Keith looked right into his eyes. “Your eyes. They’re beautiful.” he whispered softly. Then Keith walked away and Lance just stood there holding the flowers, blushing and still in shock. Lance’s heart was racing and he was just so blown away, surprised at someone charming him for once since usually it’s just him who’s trying to charm others. He was too flattered and taken aback to let his competitive spirit let him get jealous that Keith outcharmed him this much.

(After finally being able to move after the shock, Lance went and found a vase and some water to take care of the flowers. He gave them to his mom to take to the house and he took good care of them, even taking some tips from Mrs. Holt about plants. He didn’t tell anyone how he got the flowers, wanting to keep the joy to himself. Every time he saw the flowers, he smiled and swooned a little and fell even further for Keith.)

Although at the beginning Lance hadn’t really cared for training and only worked out minimally, he eventually saw the appeal of training and began to understand why Keith had always been training. Although he still helped out with other things around the garrison when he could, he started to spend a lot of his time training. He trained with his sniper, sometimes even going to the shooting range with Veronica and enjoyed hanging out with his oldest sister. He worked out too, wanting to strengthen his muscles and maybe develop enough to impress people. He also trained with his sword and close combat with it, especially since that’s what he had the least experience with. The garrison had developed training bots similar to the ones in the castle of lions.

One day while he was training with his sword against the training bots, he heard something metal drop to the floor. When he looked up to see what it had been, the training bot calculated that there was an opportunity and struck him down. Having lost, Lance groaned and was able to look at what the sound was and saw that it was Keith and that he was just gaping at him.

“You gonna help me up man?” Lance asked him.

-”You, you... you have a sword.”

“Wow, good observation skills there, team leader.” Lance teased back in response, getting up himself.

Keith suddenly started smiling crazy and raced over, taking it, inspecting it all over and asking him a million questions at once, similar to how Pidge reacts whenever they see a piece of technology they like.

“Woah woah, slow down there Keith. Ok, the sword just suddenly unlocked one day while I was training.” Lance answered. Then he paused. “Do you really think it’s that cool?” he asked, quietly while blushing.

“Of course I do! This is incredible, Lance! I... I’m proud of you.” Keith replied, having a huge and sincere grin on his face.

Lance’s heart skipped a beat and he blushed. It made him feel really nice to get praise from people, especially Keith. Then he took a deep breath and looked anywhere except at Keith. “So, if you wouldn’t mind, would you possibly, maybe be interested in sword training with me? I know you’re amazing with your swords and it would be really cool to learn from a master samurai. But I totally understand if you don’t want to,” he rushed, finally taking a chance and looking up at Keith.

“You’d really want to train with me?” Keith asked, looking back at him and Lance swore his eyes sparkled.

“I really do.” Lance replied, smiling genuinely.

Keith smiled back at him. “Ok then, let’s get started.”

Training with Keith was tough work, but Lance really enjoyed being with him and their fun banter. Though Keith did not hold back and they still had their same teasing dynamic, Keith really helped Lance get better with his sword and combat and pushed him to be his best.

Keith challenged him sometimes and won easily most of the time. That didn’t stop Lance from trying though and he did win a few times. He liked how Keith used both of their competitive spirits to push them both harder, it was fun and he enjoyed it.

One time Keith challenged him, they both fought hard but Keith got the upper hand on him and disarmed him and pinned his arms against the wall. They were really close and Lance’s heart had started racing for a reason other than the fight. They were looking into each other’s eyes and stayed in the moment. Before he could process anything, Lance started to close his eyes and lean forward but then Keith had let go of him. “Good work today Lance, you’re really getting better at this,” Keith told him. Lance snapped out of his trance and his response was delayed. “Oh, yeah, thanks man.” Then Keith said goodbye and left the training room. Lance then slid down the wall and then the realization came to him: he had thought Keith was going to kiss him and Lance... had been willing to kiss him back.

After that incident, Lance became more aware of Keith. Lance got more flustered at small interactions with him but found himself thinking fondly about all the interactions they have whenever his mind wandered. Sword training became harder and he wasn’t able to focus and kept slipping up. Keith took notice of that but thankfully didn’t reprimand him for it. Lance starts wanting to spend more time with him but that desire conflicted with how easily he got flustered. He found himself staring at Keith whenever they were in meetings together or whenever they happened to be in the same room as each other but were doing other things.

Soon, Keith was all Lance could think about. He thought about how he was fun to be around and Lance could always relax and be himself around him. He thought about how supportive Keith was to him and all the helpful talks they’ve had. He thought about how selfless, caring and brave Keith was in their mission to save the universe. He thought about all those looks Keith gives him, all those smooth lines he says. He thought about how special Keith was and how special Keith makes him feel. All of it, he thought about all of it and eventually realized that... he was in love with Keith.

When he finally admitted it to himself, he didn’t know what to do about it. When he saw Keith after his realization, he had a full panic and flusteredly came up with an excuse to be somewhere else and fled the room. As he fled out of the room, he bumped into Shiro.

“Hey, Lance. Woah, you look flustered, what’s up?”

Lance spluttered and hesitated. He thought about whether to tell Shiro and decided that Shiro would definitely be supportive and might even have some advice. Lance took a deep breath and began to tell him.

“I’ve been thinking lately and I... I’ve realized that I’m in love with Keith. I think he feels the same way but honestly... that kind of scares me. I really care about him and I’ve never felt this strongly about someone before. I’m scared that I’ll mess it up, and I know he deserves the best,” Lance told him, hugging his arms together and looking down.

Shiro put his hand on his shoulder. “Lance, Keith really cares about you too and no matter what happens, he would never try to hurt you. If you really care about him that deeply, then you don’t need to worry about messing it up if you two decide to date, just the fact that that scares you shows that you’ll treat him right. You should tell him how you feel, and know that I’m always here to support you.”

Lance smiles. “Thanks, Shiro.”

Shiro pats him on the back. “Anytime, Lance.”

“Go and be with the ones you love.”

Everyone had been busy lately with the preparations to go back in space so Lance had gotten to avoid his feelings for Keith for the time, but when he heard Shiro say that, he knew it was time to face him. He was going to confess to the man he loved and ask him out to dinner with his family tonight.

Lance started to panic. To have something to do and calm down, he goes to feed Kaltenecker in the room where all the animals hang out in the garrison. He pets Kaltenecker and talks to her. “What if he doesn’t actually like me, or what if I’m too much for him? I’m really scared to tell him,” he says, while she nuzzles against his hand. “Love is about being vulnerable.” He remembers his own words in his guide to love for Hunk and stops petting Kaltenecker and whispers “he’s worth it though.”

“Who’s worth it?”

Lance screams and turns to see Keith heading towards him with Kosmo.

Keith laughs at his scream. “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you. I was just coming over to get some food and play with Kosmo and I saw you. So yeah, who’s worth what?”

Lance looks at Keith, who’s smiling at him while petting his beloved wolf. “You. You’re worth everything.” he confesses.

Keith stops petting Kosmo to look at him seriously. “What?” he whispered softly.

“I’m in love with you, Keith.” Keith just looks back at him in surprise. “You swooped me off my feet. I thought I was the one who charmed others but you beat me completely.”

Keith just stood there for a moment, processing what Lance had just said. “Really? You’re in love with me? Mullet and all?” he whispered.

“Mullet and all.” Lance takes Keith’s hands and looked him in the eye. “Keith, will you come over to dinner with me and my family tonight?”

Keith squeezes Lance’s hands, smiles fondly at him and says “Of course I will.”

Keith goes to his mom to ask for help with what he should wear. His mom dresses him in something super gaudy she said is traditional galra courting wear, but he doesn’t say anything about it cuz it’s his mom and he doesn’t want to disrespect her or culture or anything. When he walks out, Shiro sees the outfit, just says the word no, and drags him off and brings in “the fashion team”. Somehow it becomes an outing for the whole group and new friends from the garrison (minus Lance, who has a similar experience but with his family instead) to go to the mall. Keith is forced to try multiple outfits Allura, Romelle, Hunk and Rizavi pick out for him and they eventually find one they all like. They have fun at the mall, trading for things, trying out the food and just messing around. Keith sees that Shiro had also asked someone out from the garrison that he had gotten to know and they seemed to be happy and enjoying themselves.

Lance and Keith meet up at the garrison dressed up. Lance takes Keith’s hands and kisses it, whispering “you look handsome, mullet”. Keith blushes and smiles back, whispering back “you look handsome too, loverboy.” Lance holds his hand between them. “So you saw our shows while you were away?” he asks, eyebrow raised with a smirk. “I couldn’t pass up a chance to watch you loverboy” Keith replies, smirking back at him. Lance laughs and they head out.

Keith squeezes Lance’s hand as they stand at the door and moves to hold his arm as Lance’s parents open the door. Keith is nervous at first, but soon they bond over the good food and exchanging stories about Lance embarrassing himself. Lance’s family love him and can tell and appreciate the stories Keith tells them about their adventures and they appreciate how much Keith cares for Lance. Lance gets in a few teases at Keith in there too, but he’s outnumbered so Lance gets his share of embarrassment that night. After dinner they head out to have some fun alone. But before they leave though, Keith asks for something from Veronica he doesn’t let Lance hear.

When they leave Lance’s house, still before dark, Keith takes out a flower, the same kind of flower he had given Lance before that matched his eyes, and puts the flower in Lance’s hair. Lance smiles fondly at Keith and pulls out a flower crown, made from real flowers that were purple, and puts it on Keith’s head. “After you got me those flowers, I made it my mission to find flowers that were a shade of purple that reminded me of your eyes.” Keith chuckles at that and kisses Lance on the cheek. “You are really special, Lance,” he whispers as he moves some of Lance’s hair around his ear. Keith takes out a blindfold from his pocket. “I want to take you somewhere, but I want to keep it a surprise. Is it ok if I put this blindfold on you until we get there?”

“I trust you, team leader.”

They have some fun with Keith leading Lance in a blindfold to their destination. Keith finally takes the blindfold off of Lance and they’re on top of the black lion, right before sunset in a place that lets them see the sky beautifully. They sit down. “I thought maybe we could watch our last sunset on Earth together and maybe do some stargazing. What do you think?” Keith asks as he watches Lance react. “The view of the sky is beautiful but it’s nothing compared to you,” Lance whispers to him in response, moving some hair out of Keith’s face.

“Lance... you always seemed to be sad that you weren’t able to charm anyone but... you charmed me. You know exactly who you are and what you have to offer. You were fun to be around even when we teased each other, you supported me when Shiro left and when I became the paladin of the black lion and you’ve always had my back and saved my life multiple times. I love you too, Lance.”

Lance smiled fondly at Keith’s confession and cupped his hands around Keith’s face as Keith put his arms around his neck. They closed their eyes and leaned in and pressed their lips together, soft but full of fire and love. They continued to kiss and enjoy being with each other as the night passed and they stargazed.

#klance #voltron #vld #keith kogane #lance mcclain #this is my first full fic lemme know what you think!#ship #otp #danimals talks #danimals fics #ahaha i have a flight tomorrow and actually need to wake up early but i just had to do this fic

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lumiolivierlithium · 3 years

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The Good Old Days Chapter 32: Fourteen Hours

A/N: Hi, friends. I'm running on pure ADD and executive dysfunction today. It took me half an hour to send a tweet this morning. And even right now, I'm pretty sure I'm overstimulated, but here. Have a chapter. x

That night, I stared up at the ceiling and took a moment to realize exactly where I was. This beautiful hotel room in the country I was born in. For the first time in my life, I’m not sharing a bedroom with anyone. Things were almost too quiet in here without Tony snoring and César babbling in his sleep. But I’m not complaining. If I wouldn’t have told Mama our suit was already paid for, we would’ve stayed at Tio’s like we normally would. And I’d be listening to a conspiracy about Batman trying to mug the Hamburglar through a freight train. Don’t get me wrong. I’m so happy we’re here. It’d just be better if I wasn’t alone.

And sharing my bedroom with my brothers wouldn’t make this all better. It’d be so…So good to have her here, too. The only thing that could make this trip perfect. And she’s only fourteen hours away. Fourteen. That’s it. She used to be an entire ocean away. And now…She’s only fourteen hours away. I laid in bed, lost in the ceiling. And all I could think of was her. And how she was only fourteen hours away from me. Fourteen hours and she could be in my arms again. And that’s all I could ever ask for.

I rolled over and checked the clock. A little after two. If we were still back in Williamsburg, I’d be sitting in the Narrows right now, probably throwing one or two back with the Old Man. I probably would’ve just gotten off the phone with Vanessa. There’s no way in hell I’ll be able to fall back to sleep. Even if I forced myself. My first thought was to go onto the balcony, but I couldn’t do that. I didn’t know which way Manhattan was from here. All I knew was there’s an ocean somewhere. Since I can’t find Manhattan and I’m not going back to sleep any time soon, I might as well get up. Although, when I walked into the kitchenette, I thought I’d be alone.

“Mama,” I sat at the table with her, “What are you still doing up?”

“I could ask you the same thing,” Mama gave me a little nudge, her mind just as elsewhere as my own.

“You should go back to bed,” I insisted, “We probably have a big day ahead of us.”

“Are you really telling me to go back to bed?” she looked at me strange. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think her wooden spoon just apparated in her hand, “I couldn’t sleep. I tried. It wasn’t happening. What about you?”

Because Mama was bound to figure it out anyway. Even if I were to tell her I was doing alright, “I think it’s more than just jet lag getting to me.”

“You want to talk?”

“I could talk,” I nodded. A friendly ear to vent to couldn’t kill me. Mama got up from the table and dug under our sink. She pulled out a beautiful glass bottle and a pair of shot glasses. That’s something I wasn’t expecting from her, “Mama, what are you doing with that?”

“You think I don’t know how to take care of my babies?” Mama started pouring tequila, “You and your brothers had to get it from somewhere, Francisco. And as much as I loved him, it certainly wasn’t your father.”

“I don’t need the tequila, Mama,” I shot her down, hoping that would…I don’t know…Do something. I know she knows I’m an adult of fully legal drinking age across the board, but she also has a certain image of me in her mind that I don’t ever want to taint. And if I did, I feel like it’d be me signing my own death warrant. She’s seen me come in drunk before and I paid for it dearly. I still get the occasional eye from her and it kills me.

“Yes, you do,” she assured me, “Francisco, do you know why tequila makes you sleepy?”

“Why?” I played into it. Also, genuine curiosity wanted to know.

“It does the same thing for your brothers, too,” Mama explained, “Because when you were all little, I’d give you tequila to make you sleep at one point or another. Not in massive quantities, but especially when you were teething. And that carried over into your adulthood.”

“Mama!” I gasped, “You gave your babies tequila?”

“As my mother did with me,” she argued, “Which is why tequila makes me tired, too. I’m not pouring you this shot for my health, mijo. I won’t stop you.”

“Alright,” I wasn’t going to say no. I needed to get some sleep and my ass was far too wide awake for two o’clock. Even if it’s in a different time zone. So, I gladly took my shot as Mama told me and poured myself another one.

“What’s on your mind, cariño?” Mama asked, taking her own shot like a champ. Nowhere did I think that in my time back in Spain, I’d be throwing back tequila with my mother. Yet here we are.

“She’s so close…” I laid my head on the table, “She’s so close, Mama. Victoria sent her away and now, she’s so close…”

“Then, go.”

“What?” I felt like I was walking into a trap. It could’ve been the Old Man in the back of my head telling me that I needed to walk away from the table without my dick in my hand. I never did understand some of his folksy wisdom. I think the Old Man just had a weird way of phrasing things, “No. Mama, I can’t do that. And leave…”

“Don’t you give me that, Francisco,” Mama stopped me, “There’s a little girl a short train ride away in Italy wishing to get back to you more than anything else in the world. If you had the chance to put her out of her misery, wouldn’t you?”

“Wait,” I wondered, “How do you know that?”

“Again, mijo,” she smiled, “You act like Vanessa and I don’t talk. We’ve been writing each other back and forth for the last couple months. You two have your phone calls every night. We have our letters. Now, you didn’t answer my question. If you had the chance to put her out of her misery, wouldn’t you?”

“Of course, I would,” a weird tug in my chest caught me off guard, “But…”

“Then, don’t worry about me,” Mama took my hand, “There are trains still running at this time of night. I’m sure one of them has to be going to Rome. Or at least it can take you to somewhere just that much closer. I understand.”

“But Mama…”

“Francisco,” she hushed me, “Don’t ‘but Mama’ me. I know why we’re here. As soon as I saw where our plane tickets were taking us, I knew why we were going. I knew this wasn’t just a trip for me. This wasn’t just for us to return to the motherland. This was so you could find some way to get back to Vanessa. Or at least feel a little closer to her. And when tu Mama tells you to go and get the girl, you go and get the girl.”

“I guess you’re right,” I giggled a bit.

“You’re damn right, I’m right!” Mama squeaked, “Look, Francisco. I know how much you love Vanessa, but you’re not the only one that loves her. And there’s no one in this world better suited for her than you. And I’m not saying that because I’m biased. Now, I’m going to throw back the rest of this tequila and you’re going to go get on a train to Rome. Si?”

“Si, Mama,” I got up from my seat and kissed her cheek, “Gracias, Mama. Te amo.”

“Te amo, cariño,” she rested her head on my hip, “Do you have her ring with you?”

“I…!” I wasn’t totally sure about that. I thought back for a moment or two when I packed. And I didn’t remember opening up my…son of a bitch, it’s still in my fucking nightstand, “I…”

“You don’t, do you?”

“No…”

“You know,” Mama looked down at her hand. Specifically her left one, “Mine is still here if you need it.”

“I appreciate it, Mama,” I shook my head, “But her family’s here. I don’t need to do that now. It wouldn’t be right. If I were to propose to her here and now, it’d be more so to spite her mother than anything else and that’s not what this is all about.”

“Alright…” she dropped it, “Go, Francisco! We don’t know when the next train leaves.”

“Alright, alright,” I grabbed my jacket off my chair, threw my shoes on, and took off.

This might be the tequila talking, but am I really doing this? Or did I just get swept up in Mama’s excitement? No. This is a dream. I’m still asleep in Williamsburg. I didn’t even give Mama the tickets to Spain. I’m just having a really vivid dream. Because why else would I be walking the streets of Barcelona at two o’clock in the morning, looking for a direct train to Rome if not this being a dream? Or the fact that Mama was giving me tequila to help me sleep, even in my infancy. Or maybe…Just maybe…I’m fucking insane enough to do something like this. The Old Man always told me love could make people do some crazy shit. Maybe this is just my crazy shit I do for the woman I love. Because jumping on a 2AM train to Rome from Barcelona might be the craziest shit to date. I had fourteen hours to sit and think this ridiculousness over.

And possibly kick myself for not bringing Vanessa’s engagement ring with me. That was pretty much the entire reason for this trip. Other than the obvious to see the family in Spain again. But I had Vanessa in Rome. And me in Barcelona. And fourteen hours on a train to sit and think this one over. I wasn’t sure if it was the motion of the train or what I was about to do or the tequila hitting me wrong that was making me nauseous, but damn, I could throw up right now. And it wouldn’t be pretty. Fortunately for me, this train was practically empty, so if, say someone who gets very tired on tequila very quickly wanted to catch a quick nap (or even sleep entirely), he could. I stared out the window and watched the Spanish countryside go by, hoping that tequila would hit me a little nicer.

Although, once I got to Rome, I realized I hadn’t slept in the slightest. I had zoned out for the last fourteen hours, in an absolute trance. I was starving, sleep deprived, and probably would kill someone if they looked at me cross-eyed right now. But I had better reasons to be in Rome than to serve jail time. Even the American embassy wouldn’t come to bail me out for that one. I had to snap out of my trance, though. I was in Italy, a man on a mission. I needed to find the most beautiful American woman in all of Italy.

It’s only a little after four. I bet she’s getting out of class right about now, if she’s still in class anyway. I wish I knew what the name of her school was. I’m sure it’s in a pretentious and prestigious looking building. Then again, those were most buildings in Rome. All the official ones looked like they were there for thousands of years. Because chances are, they were here for thousands of years. Roman civilization was insane like that. I could see why Vanessa wanted to study here. This might be one of her mother’s schemes that horribly backfires for Vanessa’s benefit.

But her boyfriend might be a major dumbass. What kind of idiot takes a fourteen-hour train ride on almost no sleep because he’s jet lagged all to hell? This one. This would be that fucking moron. That’d be me. My ass was dragging and I’ll be damned if I see Vanessa and I’m sleepy bitchy. And hungry bitchy. I needed to find coffee somewhere. Normally, I wasn’t the type for coffee. Considering where I come from, I understand how much that seems like a mortal sin, but I needed coffee. Strong shit. In a perfect world, I’d have Abuela’s horchata, but unfortunately, I didn’t get that.

I walked into a gorgeous little café that would put anything in New York to shame. The sweet smell of dark roast put me in such a good place. It reminded me a little of the Bean. And when I think of the Bean, I think of my first date with Vanessa, so that might be more bonus points in this place’s favor. I just hoped to all things holy, unholy, and purgatorial that someone here spoke English. I’m sure they had at least one person on hand that knew English.

“Buon pomeriggio signore,” the little one behind the counter greeted me, “Come posso aiutarti?”

Shit…My Italian was garbage. But there was one phrase I knew better than anything else. And it might be the most useful, “Lei parla inglese?”

“Yes,” she giggled, “I do. American?”

“Actually,” I explained, “I’m from Spain, but yeah. As far as my green card’s concerned. Can I get three shots of espresso and a chocolate cherry biscotti please?”

“Sure,” she punched in my order, I threw her some money, and God bless her, she had my order out in a matter of minutes, “Here you are. Enjoy your stay in Rome.”

“Grazie,” I smiled at her and grabbed a seat outside. It was too nice to be inside. Besides, maybe if I’m lucky and vigilant enough, I’ll catch a glimpse of my girl. It is a small world. And I know Rome’s a big city, but it can’t be that big. If I know Vanessa like I think I do, there’s no way in hell she doesn’t have a regular coffee shop yet. It wouldn’t surprise me if I found her regular spot.

“No…Fucking…Way.” I knew that voice. I knew that voice from across the fucking ocean and through eight miles of concrete. I knew who the fuck that was, “Either you’re a hell of a doppelganger for my future brother-in-law or I’m about to cry ugly tears in front of an Italian coffee shop.”

I merely gave her a shrug and stood up. Without another thought, she bolted toward me and wrapped herself around me. Sweet, sweet familiarity, “I missed you, too, Veronica.”

#the good old days #oc backstory #fan fiction prequel #mafia au #switch #for the family

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Shance Fluff Week: Seas/Stars

*Shrugs* IDK either i missed yesterday and threw this one together?

It’s cute though! A little off point but still good!

Lance and Shiro had been dancing around each other for years, and Lance has one more chance before summer ends and Shiro slips away from him.

The end of summer was rolling in on bondi blue waves and crisp breaks against the sand.

For a whole two months, everyone was able to get together and enjoy spending a scorching summer together while getting away and finally being able to do this whole “vacation” thing right.

Veradero was gorgeous, and the Fuente family had been more than willing to accommodate all four of Lance’s best friends (“in the whole big wide world, no! the universe!” so claimed Lance when he begged his parents to let everyone stay). Lance had a big family as is, but with the four new additions everything was even more excited and hectic and it was wonderful.

It was the last chance to give them one more summer before the real world kicked them in the tail- also a flimsy excuse for Lance to spend an entire summer with his biggest crush.

Ever since he was a freshman he’d had a crush on Shiro., the charming and handsome adopted brother to his arch nemesis (they dropped the rivalry around sophomore year after…certain…incidents and revelations). This year Shiro was a senior when the rest were Juniors- except Pidge who has only partly a Junior due to duel grade enrollments. Smart little gremlin.

After this summer, Shiro was moving miles and miles away to go to an aeronautics school. It was Lance’s last chance to spend time with him for good- and he would be damned before he wasted an opportunity. An opportunity that went on for weeks as they danced around each other all goofy smiles and blushing cheeks. To everyone else, Lance’s family included, it was obvious who was oblivious- BOTH.

But no matter how each day felt endless and it seemed they had all the time in the world- the air was getting cooler and the sun started setting sooner.

Opportunity was calling, and Lance was damned to ignore it.

He had a plan that had no consequences planned. Whatever comes he was Not chickening out. He had spent an hour staring into his mirror telling himself over and over that he was not a chicken, he was a charming and suave gentleman with a romantic heart and amazing idea

This was totally an amazing idea…

“Uhm…no offense Lance but this doesn’t seem like a good idea?”

Shiro was whispering and hyper aware of the sounds in the full house as Lance shushed him and waved his hand about wildly.

Only a few minutes ago he was peacefully reading on his phone while he waited to get tired- when Lance interrupted and claimed, “dude there’s something really cool happening but everyone else is asleep and it’s kinda lame but you should come see if you want…”

Normally, Shiro was averse to the idea of sneaking out in the middle of the night for unknown surprises, but one look at those big hopeful eyes and he melted. He was a weak man. So here he was sneaking out a window with the boy he was hopelessly smitten for grinning like an idiot because 1. Shiro agreed to go wherever it was they were going and 2. He was dumb enough to go out the window to avoid the creaky door (“Oh my god I can’t believe you just fell on your ass haha” “Lance!” “I’m serious! we totally could have gone through the door oh my gooood”)

And here he is now, following behind Lance as they wind their way through town towards the rockier parts of the coast. It was a pretty night though, with a calm wind and the humidity enough to keep any chill away. Somewhere he could hear music but for the life of him he couldn’t place it. Lance obviously knew the way too, taking turns that got them to what looked like a semi-abandoned house. It was dark and had some partly dismantled lights hanging off the side…

‘Lance? Are we supposed to be here?” Shiro peeked around the corner while Lance barreled ahead into the backyard.

“Uhm? Probably not but it’s cool. This is my Tio’s place but he’s always here and there for work and stuff. We mostly just drop by when we want to get away from the house or need some extra space. Besides were just using his beach so it’s fine. Come ooon!” Lance started pulling on Shiro’s wrist and practically dragged him through the sloping yard that dipped into a low rock shelf and sand beyond that.

If Shiro was frowning or had anything to say otherwise, it vanished when Lance grabbed his hand. Stupid feelings and stupid face for getting all warm and he knew he had a dopey smile but that’s just what Lance did to him.

Oh god what that smile did to Lance. It had to be criminal to be so cute and good looking all at once. Lance knew this path inside and out, but with Shiro following he was a fumbling mess and his butterflies were threatening to spill out his mouth already.

Oh sooner or later…just give me a little more time.

Lance lead them past the rocks and onto a very small beach that was his uncle’s own private property. The family used it all the time for cook outs since it was right on the water and had a dock that lead straight out into the open sea. He’d been coming out her since was ten, it meant a lot to bring Shiro here.

“Anyways! Here we are! Kind of at least.” He stopped on the shore and looked out at the wide open ocean that glittered under a half moon. It was otherwise pitch black out and he couldn’t gauge how Shiro would react…

Apparently it was good because Shiro had linked their hands and come to a stop beside him. His palms were just as clammy as Lances…

“It’s kinda dark…what are we looking at?”

Well I for one could stare at you all day soooo

“Not yet! You have to get in the boat,” Lance started to pull them towards the old dock. “You’ll see just wait!”

Shiro followed behind obediently, slightly mesmerized by the way Lance’s hand fit into his own so easily. It was a quick decision and his heart had almost leapt out of his throat when he clasped their hands together. But Lance hadn’t pulled away! He’d even tightened the hold!

He was still a little dazed when he realized what Lance had said, ”Whoa wait…we’re getting on a boat?” He stepped up onto the creaking wood and Lance turned his head to look at the taller man.

“uhm, yeah? Is that okay? I promise it’s safe! And technically we aren’t actually gonna be out on the water since its tied to the dock…” he was sounded less sure with each word and Shiro rushed to put him at ease.

“Oh! No no it’s fine! I’ve just you know…” he rubbed his neck and shuffled, “I’ve never been on the water at night. So you know…”

Lance seemed to perk up immediately, “Great! Come on then, just gotta take it slow and trust me…”

Take it slow and trust me? What the hell Lance that’s so lame…

While he was internally dogging himself, Lance helped Shiro get into the small wooden rowboat that his family always kept tied up. It was practically ancient, with peeling blue and white paint and chipped edges. But it was precious to him…

“Ok so, I’m just gonna put a little more line out and we’ll be good to go!” he made himself as chipper as he could while Shiro sat on the otherwise of the boat and watched. “I’ve been coming out here since I was a kid. First my sister brought me, but when she moved I just started bringing myself. And well, “he knotted the rope tight and sat back on his side with a shy smile, “You like the stars, right?”

Shiro nodded, a little lost for what he was supposed to do. The fact that this was something so special to lance was rattling his brain around. “Yeah, uhm, yeah. Been looking up since I was little too.”

Lance giggled at that before pointing a finger up and grinning ear to ear until his eyes crinkled, “Well then you should probably look up now?”

So Shiro did, and all at once he forgot what was going on.

Above him were hundreds, no, millions of stars.

The boat was rocking gently on the waves, and Lance was watching Shiro with a love-struck expression- because Shiro was gaping at the sky like a kid on Christmas. “Pfft, there it is. You nerd.” Lance shuffled until his laying in the bottom of the boat with his feet prodding at Shiro’s legs. “Come on man it’s easier to look when you do this.”

Shiro shook himself and nodded, “Right right..sure…” it took some rearranging and the boat canted a little too far right for his liking but lance was laughing and that made everything alright.

They were shoulder and shoulder in a cramped boat watching the stars and listening to the waves and it was more than either could wish for. So they laid there and thought in silence for what felt like forever.

Eventually though he had to ask, “Hey Lance, this is amazing. I’m glad you brought me with this time…but how come?”

Lance quirked his mouth before twisting to face Shiro on his side. “Oh, right yeah of course,” he flashed his signature grin but it melted into something more shy and genuine, “And uh..well…you know? I just thought it would be nice and uhm…well I just thought it would, wait no uhm..actually..’ he was fumbling over what he wanted to say now that he had the chance. Years he’d been pining, and he thought that NOW he would just magically be able to say something? He was an idiot…

“Lance- take a breath.” Shiro laughed and reached out to poke the others shoulder before settling back and waiting.

Lance nodded and took a few breaths before barreling on,” Look Shiro...you’re gonna be leaving soon- and I’d hate myself forever if I didn’t at last try to show you…show you uh..” he huffed and sat up suddenly. Pulling his knees to his chest and looking out at the dark water as he frowned and second guessed himself.

Shiro followed suit though, sitting up and worriedly trying to see Lance’s face- did he do something wrong? Maybe he misread whatever this was? Or…maybe not? “Lance?”

“I think you’re pretty great you know?” Lance didn’t look at him but he made his voice loud, making himself wince. “Like…you’re so You! And you’re gonna be gone and holy crow I’m..I’m gonna miss you a lot.” He hated that that made his start getting misty eyed but it was the truth. He was going to miss Shiro, no matter what they were to each other…or weren’t or whatever.

“Oh…Lance hey..” Shiro slung an arm around smaller shoulders and hugged Lance, “I’m gonna miss you to Lance. I know I’ll be a ways away but we can still talk!”

Lance rolled his eyes and leaned into his arm chest,” Yeah but…you’re gonna have a lot of people to talk to… and I’m just little old me…” he gestured with his arm at the sea and stars, “That’s why. I wanted to show you this, give you something to remember me for? Other than being your brothers friend who always got to close…” he pouted at the boat floor and let his hand drop. “I wanted to impress you. And this place meant a lot to me and you..mean..a lot to me too.”

Shiro’s eyebrows had hit his hairline long ago, and they’d crashed landed a few times too.

He tightened his hug and reached out for Lance’s hand again- his heart threatening a reappearance that finally he was going to allow.” Lance. Look at me for a minute.” Those blue eyes were watery and he felt his stomach roll, desperate to make Lance happy again.

“Lance. You are one of the most important people to me. No matter how far I go I will Never be any less amazed by you. This This is amazing! And it’s me you showed it to and it’s my favorite place in the whole world because it’s yours and it’s beautiful and…you are too.” Shiro pulled their joined hands up so he could wipe away a single tear with his thumb.

Lance was seconds away from a blubbering mess. Beautiful? “Shiro?”

Shiro shook his head and smiled with as much feeling as he could, “We’ve been tip-toeing around each other for years. I hope I’m not wrong but- Lance am I wrong? Is there something here?”

The waves rocked and Lance shook his head as fast he could before a happy snort of laughter left him, “Tip-toeing, more like waltzing…and yeah. I think there is?” He tightened his grip and leaned further against Shiro.

Shiro exhaled with obvious relief before pulling his hand away so he could cup Lance’s cheek as softly as humanly possible. “okay…good” he laughed, ‘That’s good. Does that mean it’s okay if I kiss you? Because you look like you wanna cry again and I don’t-“

Lance laughed and nodded even more enthusiastically, “I swear to god Shiro you better!”

They both laughed before Shiro pressed the sweetest, probably most chaste kiss to Lance’s lips but it didn’t matter because Lance was over the moon with it.

They kissed and giggled for another hour or two, letting the waves cradle them safely tucked away from the rest of the world. They didn’t have much time right now, but they were okay, so long as they were together here with the sea and stars to watch over them.

#shancefluffweek #shancefluff2017 #shance #some minor language but it's practically harmless #that good cute stuff thats been plaguing me for months

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deathlessdepression · 7 years

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My 2016 “Wrapped”??

Wow, I only posted on my blog two times in the last year, pathetic (haha). Recently, to be honest, I’m guilty of completely forgetting about this for a time. With that said, it doesn’t mean I haven’t been listening to music. It just means I haven’t been listening to any new artists or bands; remaining true to the whole concept of this blog.

Anyways, last year Spotify killed it with its My Year in Music (you can travel back in time to an earlier post where I posted about my 2015 year in music based on Spotify and Last.fm statistics). This year nobody is really happy about Spotify’s 2016 Wrapped website and their complimentary decision of: your “Wrapped” year of 2016, delivered via Emails. I too am in the same vote. I have no idea what they were thinking. Seriously, what made them think this was a good idea? #SuperFail (haha). At least Spotify allows you to connect your Last.fm account. Regardless, I love my listening stats and this year will be no different.

Last year Spotify started things off with the first track I listened to for 2015. However, this year using Last.fm: the first track i listened to was an acoustic version of “Crazy” by A Skylit Drive.

Spotify was kind enough to include how many times I even listened to my top artist... last year. Yep, but, thanks to Last.fm:

Rihanna (181 Scrobbles)

Problem (154)

50 Cent (145)

Young Buck (102) M.I.A. (122)

3 Doors Down (108)

*Yeah, you read that correctly Young Buck has six less scrobbles than 3 Doors Down because Young Buck should be replaced with M.I.A. with 122 scrobbles.*

1) I scrobbled Rihanna 315 times (since 2011) including one time this year. Which means I scrobbled her the most in 2016 compared to the last five years. Most of those scrobbles were in the months of February and March with 64 scrobbles and 43 scrobbles respectively. I believe I started listening to her discography but, never finished until last year. Now I’m all caught up. 2) I scrobbled Problem a fair amount the last two years (before 2016) but in 2016 I decided to listen to his discography which is the reason he placed so high on my top artist chart. More than half of those scrobbles took place in April with 90 scrobbles; more specifically April 14th with 84 scrobbles. I have a total of 283 scrobbles for Problem including one from this year. 3) Wow, here is an artist you won’t see on most people’s top charts. I listened to 50 Cent 325 times including two times this year. I scrobbled him the most last year with 20 more scrobbles compared to the year 2013. 50 Cent released a particular track titled “I’m the Man” in December 2015 and I scrobbled it throughout the following year of 2016. That is a damn good song and it deserves a special shout out. 4) For the 4th top artist let’s talk about the correct artist that should be represented: M.I.A.. So, I have a total of 144 scrobbles from her and you can guess which year most of those scrobbles took place. I listened to her discography in April within three days; more specifically April 11th – 13th with a total of 58 scrobbles. Then later on in the year she released AIM in September which I was hyped about since I heard her track “Borders” another song worthy of a special shout out. 5) Finally, we have 3 Doors Down. I wonder how my cousin would react to this. I scrobbled 3 Doors Down 205 times (none this year… so far). I’m starting to see a pattern here, All my top artist seem to be ones that I’ve listened to their discographies during the year of. It makes complete sense though because it’s an extension of scrobbles from a singular artist. Like a huge boost, with no other scrobbles from other bands or artists. And honestly, sometimes it can be just a little overwhelming. Anyhow, the majority of scrobbles took place in February, specifically on the 6th and 7th with a total of 65 scrobbles.

*No top albums from Spotify.*

*Last year Spotify had top 5. Now I’m blessed with only top 3. To top it off, according to Last.fm the only track in the right spot is “Cry” by Carly Rae Jepsen but, instead of crossing things out I’ll just talk about what you see.*

“Cry” by Carly Rae Jepsen (13 Scrobbles)

“Love on the Brain” by Rihanna (5)

“Poison & Wine” by The Civil Wars (7)

1) “All That” by Carly Rae Jepsen was my top track of the year 2015 and yet another Carly Rae track tops my yearly charts. The song is actually from the E•MO•TION: Side B EP so it’s no wonder I would love it so much. This individual track didn’t get much praise critically but, it definitely stuck out on a personal level. The first time I heard it I listened to it an additional 3 more times. 2) After I first heard this track I scrobbled it and additional 2 times adjacently with another track from the same album: “Kiss it Better.” By the end of the year, “Kiss it Better” had the same amount of scrobbles as “Love on the Brain.” 3) I really love “Poison & Wine” and scrobbled it a total of 16 times (since 2011). With seven nearly being half of the total. I actually listened to it three times on April 23rd.

Top 5 Genres: *According to Spotify*

Pop Rap

Pop Punk

Screamo

Metalcore

Rap

The first three genres showed up on my top five back in 2015.

Alright, so that’s curtesy of Spotify. Now I want to split this post with similar statistics based off Last.fm and do some comparisons:

*Keep in mind that these statistics represent Jan. 1st – Dec. 1st because… Last.fm.*

I moused over September so you could see the total amount of scrobbles for that month (3,505). Coincidentally, that was the same month I posted about Whitney Peyton. I scrobbled an average of 113 songs a day that month. On September 19th I scrobbled 250 songs. That average 45 scrobbles per day hasn’t changed ever. I scrobble more songs than that multiple times daily but, it still never changes.

*There’s a tooltip near “98th Percentile” that states: “You listened to more artists than 98% of other Last.fm users.*

My Top 15 of 2016:

In 2015 The Game made my Top 5 artist with 182 scrobbles, mostly because I listened to all the albums that weren’t previously available when I listened to his discography back in 2012. I also mentioned that he dominated my entire listening history and that still remains true with 741 scrobbles. Papoose was my number one scrobbled artist in 2015. Last year, I only scrobbled him 62 times. Messy Marv and 2Pac did make the top 50 and Duffy barely made top 100. 36 Crazyfist, Young Buck and 40 Glocc are among the list of artist where I listened to their whole discography last year.

*Tooltip: “You listened to more albums than 99% of other Last.fm users.”*

My Top 15 albums of 2016:

Carly Rae Jepsen’s E•MO•TION was my number one scrobbled album with 61 scrobbles in 2015. Last year, it barely made the top 15 with 30 scrobbles. The E•MO•TION: Side B EP was actually 16th with 29 scrobbles; tying with Santigold’s 99¢, She is We’s War, and Creed’s With Arms Wide Open: A Retrospective. In 2015 Lana Del Rey’s Honeymoon was top 2 and AWOLNATION’s Megalithic Symphony was top 3, neither made the top 100 last year. Dead Sara’s Pleasure to Meet You made top 4 and last year it was top 3 with 36 scrobbles. I like Dead Sara and I love that album, I’ve already listened to it once in full this year. Duffy was also on the top 5, she made top 4 last year with 35 scrobbles. I also love Duffy, glad to see her at the top again. :) Dead Sara and Duffy almost matched the same amount of scrobbles as they did in 2015. B.o.B’s Elements album reminds me of when I first started listening to him and his early mixtapes before I made an account with Last.fm and Spotify was nonexistent. AWOLNATION did make the top 10 with a new album and it is really good.

*Tooltip: “You listened to more tracks than 99% of other Last.fm users.”*

My Top 15 Tracks of 2016:

None of the songs from the top 5 in 2015 made the top 15 last year. Meaning last year’s top 5 is completely fresh. However, Carly Rae Jepsen Dominates 2015 and 2016. Earlier I mentioned how 50 Cent’s “I’m the Man” was a good track and it made my top 3 last year. The Judds’ “Cry Myself to Sleep” is a really good song too, I remember how that song would just pop into my head and with the ease of Spotify I can searched it and played it. I believe that this has happened more than once for this exact song, at least twice. I scrobbled it three times in July and at least once the following months. Another song I scrobbled three times in July was The Word Alive’s “Battle Royale.” It is a good song, but I think this one just got lucky based on Spotify RNG and was played more often than usual or something; I also like it enough not to skip it. Chief Keef’s “Hate Bein’ Sober” made top 4 in 2015 from the album Finally Rich. “Hallelujah” is another song from that album that made top 10 last year. Demi Lovato keeps improving and maturing beautifully in a musical way. I hella love her song “Body Say” it’s so sexy, I mean is there really any other word to describe it? If she keeps making songs like that I would anticipate her next album as much as I did Carly Rae Jepsen’s album. In fact, now that I think about it, I really want her to make an album that evolves around that song. Finally, the other song I mentioned that was worthy of a shout out: M.I.A.’s “Borders,” the controversy from the result of the music video and her response made the song that much more great. Not to mention the current situations in politics at the moment, this song just seems to address that not just currently, but in general.

*I tried to mouse over the highest amount while also showing that it is obviously the highest.*

This is one of the most unique statistics available. Apparently, I scrobbled the most music at the stroke of midnight (haha) with a total of 793 scrobbles from 12:00AM to 1:00AM.

No mouse over tooltips pop up this time but, this is also another distinctive statistic because of the way it is presented, as a pie chart. What makes this unique is clear proof that I like all genres and apparently almost equally. However, if we combine Rock and Post-Hardcore and Hip-Hop and Rap together, it looks like I favored the Hip-Hop and Rap genres more last year.

Fridays are my preferred day to listen to music with a total of 2,774 scrobbles last year. This actually doesn’t surprise me because Spotify releases new music every Friday. There are other websites I could go to listen to new music daily but, I love Spotify and it’s so simple because it automatically scrobbles to Last.fm.

Look what we have here, proof that I haven’t been discovering new music. 98° is nothing new; I was listening to them in the 90’s along with all the other Pop R&B sensations. All those new albums were from artist I’ve already heard before and they released new music last year. Same goes for New tracks.

Here is more proof that I scrobble a single artist listening to their full discography back to back. See how the dates for problem and his album Mollywood 3: The Relapse are on the same day. I just checked, that album does have 37 total tracks (not including short skits that I choose not to scrobble). Also, remember earlier in this post when I mentioned that I scrobbled "Cry" four times?

August 27, 2016 was actually a Saturday, if you were expecting a Friday so was I. Digging a little deeper, Whitney Peyton and AWOLNATION took up the majority of the 2,792 scrobbles during this 19 day listening spree. I scrobbled an average of 139 scrobbles a day during this streak. I wanted to avoid posting the Listening History graphs because when you look at them they don’t represent accurate dates but, when you click on them they do take you to the correct days. (For instance, the 19 days took place between Sep. 7th – Sep. 25th and the graph says Sep. 6th – Sep. 24th, but if I click on Sep. 6th it will actually take me to Sep. 7th and 7th will take me to the 8th and so on.) By the way Sep. 18th Sep. 19th has exactly 250 scrobbles. And that’s 2016... “Wrapped.”

My Top Songs of 2016:

Song Choice: Carly Rae Jepsen – Cry

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*Unofficial (Fan-Made) Music Video*

Explanation for Song Choice:

Just like in 2015, Carly Rae Jepsen has earned another special recognition on my blog with another chosen song choice. It’s interesting how my #1 song of 2016 is by the same artist from 2015 and the E•MO•TION: Side B EP; the complimentary side B of the album of the year of 2015. I really like this song because it’s E•MO•TIONAL (hehe), atmospheric, calm, sensual, and beautiful; probably even a little relative. Songs like this really make me want to experience it in a concert setting surrounded by strangers who possibly feel the same way.

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