#cod bops

[babygirlghostsoap]

i love how greeb grub draws soap <3 (x)

#i swear i’ve literally watched this hundreds of times #the sound is such a bop #and there dynamic here is AMAZING #call of duty #mw2 2022 #cod mwii #video #simon ghost riley #ghost #johnny soap mactavish #soap #ghostsoap #soapghost

[wdymidekn]

I was trying brushes that i don’t use so often and this sketch turned into a boxer!ghost au real fast

#ghostsoap #simon ghost riley #ghost call of duty #cod mwii #call of duty #boxer!ghost #bip bop new brushes bip bop #yippee tagging in tumblr is soo fun!!! yippee #I’m tired byeee #DONT FORGET TO DRINK WATER ;3 #why the quality is like i took this screenshot with a toaster

[choppedcowboydinosaur]

I played Black Ops 2 back in the day. I got the ending where Menendez is captured but still wins and unleashes his plan upon the world. While this is happening Jimmy Kimmel gets killed on his own show live. It’s sad because I failed the mission but good because Jimmy Kimmel dies.

#cod #bop 2 #black ops 2 #jimmy kimmel #personal #video games #fuck jimmy kimmel

[cowyolks]

SEEING IS BELIEVING

Pairing: Captain John Price x Female Reader

Prompt: He came home from deployment late every Christmas Eve, precisely right around the stroke of midnight. It installed a new tradition in the Price Household that your kids adored.

Words: 1.2k

Warnings: Pure Fluff, Sexual innuendos, do children count as a warning?

(Based on the song I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus for @glitterypirateduck CoD Holiday challenge)

For the fifth time that night, you checked your phone, nervousness plunging in your gut when you had yet to hear word from John. The last time you had, he'd tiredly called saying he was at the airport, soon to be departing for home.

You glanced at the clicking grandfather clock, the reflection of Christmas lights portraying a glow that made it hard to read the hands that pointed to 23:45. Everything was ready and placed exactly where your boys had wanted it.

Flour still lay across the countertops and dirty dishes were scattered in the sink, minus the licked clean spoons once covered in cookie batter. You'd do the dishes tomorrow, after your sons opened their gifts and celebrated the return of their father.

As if he could hear your thoughts, you heard the soft jiggling of a key opening the deadbolt and a small shuffling. Your socked feet hit the ground in anticipation, a tired grin making its way across your face as you heard the faint grunt and fall of his boots hitting the ground.

He was finally home.

John heard your footfalls and turned, blue eyes locking with your own in such affection you felt yourself slowly warming. His arms outstretched, offering you the safe place between them.

"C'mere..." He whispered, his voice softer than it had been in months. Here there wasn't orders, or threats, or fear. Just his loving wife and boys. Laughter, love, and family was what he fought for.

You wasted no time, happy to be held and swallowed whole by the sheer size of his chest and biceps. He picked you up off the ground, swaying you slightly as you shivered against his cold skin and seeping frigidness of his coat. None of the cold mattered as his lips pressed lovingly to your own. The warmth heating you more than any furnace ever could. You'd missed the subtle taste of rich tobacco, and the scent of sandalwood and pine that encased him.

His large hands cradled the apples of your cheeks, just as your own hands settled upon the tense knots of his shoulders, loosely massaging them with a watery grin painted on your face.

You always missed him, but your heart never comprehended how much you had until he was in your arms again.

"I love you." You lamented, three tiny words that met more than anything you could ever feel or say. John seemed to understand, just as his forehead bopped against your own. "I love you too, darling. More than anything."

Then, the elegant chiming of the grandfather clock broke apart your loving embrace. You were late, and so was he. Quickly you gave him a peck of his lips, before whispering, "The gifts are in the garage, so is the suit, I'll go get boys, we will be down in five minutes."

You hustled to climb upstairs towards their rooms, but his hand caught your wrist before you could leave. Price brought you back to him, the scratch of his beard once again tickling your face as he kissed you one more time.

"Merry Christmas, love."

A sweet smile, "Merry Christmas."

You hurried up the stairs, not surprised to find your two boys, four and six with their eyes open, waiting excitedly for when you would come up and retrieve them to let them have a peak at the presents.

"I knew you wouldn't be asleep, you devils." You had joked, sweeping your robe further around yourself. Your boys beamed, eyes wide in wonder despite their lack of sleep.

"Is he here?" Your eldest asked, looking up at you with the same blue eyes he inherited from his father. Your youngest clung to your leg, near shaking in childlike anticipation.

"Didn't you hear the reindeer hooves on the roof?" You asked, heart nearly melting as they both let out childish squeals they attempted to mask with silence. "C'mon, I'm sure he is at our tree right now putting up your gifts, I hope you made the nice list!"

"Of course, I did! I protected you while Dad was away!" Your eldest puffed his chest, so immensely proud of his role in being the "man of the house" while John was away.

"You were very helpful and strong." You pinched his nose, giggling at the little wrinkle at the touch. "And my little man helped! Last week he picked up all his toys!" You ruffled the toddler's hair, lifting him up on your hip. He touched your cheek with his chubby fist, "Where Papa?"

You smiled, kissing him upon his rosy cheeks. "He will be here as soon as you wake up tomorrow morning." You promised. "Now who wants to see if we can sneak a peek at Santa?"

"Me!"

"Okay c'mon, make sure you be quiet." You whispered, watching humorously as your eldest began to walk on his tiptoes, going so slow you had to wait a couple seconds before he met you at the top of the stairs.

"Go ahead." You ushered him on, watching as he began to tip toe down the wooden stairs. You followed after him, just as your little one put his finger to his lips, muttering a shh, as a ringing bell met your ears.

Your son took the last step down the stairs, looking up at you for permission to look around the doorframe. You nodded, settling both of your sons in the correct position to get a good look. Carefully, they both peaked onwards, towards the lit-up tree.

"I see him!" Your eldest called, possibly too loud, because as you peaked too, you could see broad shoulders shake in laughing amusement. John had the red coat laced in white fur over his back, the signature hat upon his head. His back was turned to the stairway, hiding his familiar features, despite his face being covered in a cheap, white, curly beard.

Your youngest squealed as John bent down to pull a red and green wrapped present out of his bag, placing it gently down under the tree. "Shh, or he'll hear you." You warned lightly, sneakily pulling out your phone to take a picture of your boy's lit up expressions to show your husband later.

After watching several more presents be placed under the tree, you ushered your boys back up the stairs, their smiles permanently staining their lips.

"Mum, did you see the size of that gift?"

"Yes, I did, now go to sleep so you can open it first thing tomorrow morning." You instructed, nearly laughing as both your boys pulled back their covers and flopped into their beds. With gentle kisses to their foreheads, you shut the door behind them, slowly making your way back down the stairs where John would likely still be unloading gifts.

He heard you, but didn't turn around, grunting slightly as he put the last gift under the tree. "Went all out this year, I see." He sighed, moving the white beard with his exhale. You approached, looping your arms around his back and kissing his shoulder blade against the red coat he wore.

"That's not even all of it." You teased, playfully smacking his rear with a padded thud. John turned, a playful eye roll giving away his amused adoration. "Oh yeah?" He caught onto the hint of seduction in your tone.

Your fingers curled around the faux beard, twisting it slightly against your nails. With a gentle tug, you pulled it away from his chin, placing a slow and devilish kiss upon his lip, sucking slightly on plump muscle.

"How about you take me to bed, Santa?"

He laughed heartily, picking you up by the waist, your legs wrapping around him. "With pleasure."

#cod #call of duty modern warfare #modern warfare #call of duty #captain john price #captain price #John price #captain price x reader #captain john price x reader #John price x reader #codholiday2023

[hockeyshmockey]

Max Verstappen - Familial Ties

summary: 5 times max and isabella ricciardo annoy daniel with their relationship + 1 time he thinks he can get over it

1

“Max,” Isa knocked on the office door in his apartment, waiting to hear his acknowledgement before opening the door. “I am about to order dinner, what do you want?”

The girl walked into the room his gaming set up was in in sweatpants that hung long on her legs and a large t shirt. 

“Ah thank you honey,” the blonde turned away from his stream for a minute. “That chicken thing you got last time please?” The girl hummed in acknowledgement, patting his head before heading back out to the main area.

Max ignored the comments about Isa on his stream, getting back into the game. Time flew by and before long Isa was knocking again with his food. 

“Do you want to eat in here while I play?” Max asked, the girl agreeing instantly. Max watched some other games, providing commentary while eating his food, Isa sitting crosslegged on the floor next to him eating her own meal. 

“Are you playing the f1 game tonight?” Isa played with her socks as Max looked down at her. 

“I wasn’t planning on it, but do you want to?” the dutchman laughed as she nodded eagerly. During quarantine, Isa had loved to get on the console with him and play the game. She stood up, waiting patiently as Max clicked around before going to pull a second chair over. 

“No schatje,” Max shook his head and pushed his chair back. “Sit with me.” The girl beamed before settling in his lap and grabbing the controller. 

The two sat like that for a while, Isa playing and talking smack with Max providing commentary before they were interrupted by the chat blowing up.

“What is up with you guys,” Max grumbled, annoyed with all the beeping. 

“Oh my god,” Isa began laughing. “Dan’s joined.”

“Daniel!” Max cheered, the two waiting to see the other man comment. They were not disappointed when a moment later a comment came in.

verstappen, you take those dirty red bull paws off my sister before I show up at your door and teach you how to play cod

Videos would be cut everywhere, showing Isa laughing so hard she tumbled out of Max’s lap and hit the floor.

2 

Isa was happy to finally have a day off of work. Running the PR team for a hospitality group in Monaco was no easy feat. There were more 12 hour days than not, but it allowed her the freedom to travel with Max and her brother for races during the season. 

Today she had gone and gotten a long awaited manicure and pedicure at her favorite salon. She also went over to her favorite coffee place, picking up a Chai Tea Latte, some sweets, and grabbed an iced caramel latte at the last moment. Hopping back in her car, she let her phone connect before tapping a contact and pulling out of her parking spot. 

“Ello mate,” Daniel’s voice echoed through the car speakers, bringing a grin to Isa’s face. 

“Ello big bruv,” Isa butchered a British accent. “What are you up to?”

“Just hanging out on the balcony. Why squirt, what are you up to?”

“I am over in your neighborhood with an extra coffee from Lupes,” Isa teased as Daniel gasped dramatically. 

“Yes please,” Daniel laughed into the speaker.

“Ok Dan, be there in a few! I have my car so can you buzz me in?” After Daniel agreed, they said their goodbyes and hung up. Isa bopped along to her playlist as she drove through the streets of Monaco, making her way to Daniel’s building. She pulled up to the garage, waiting a moment for the door to open before pulling into the garage and parking in the guest spot.

She grabbed her bag, the pastries and coffees before heading into the lobby. She greeted the woman at the concierge who had been working in the building since Dan moved in, so they knew each other well. The woman grinned as she gestured Isa through to the elevator.

She made her way to Dan’s floor, stopping in front of the door and knocking with her foot. 

“Oi, oi,” Daniel grinned as he opened the door to his little sister. “Let me grab something.” He took the coffees out of her hand, and allowed her to pass him into the apartment. He grinned as he noticed the familiar logo on her sweatshirt.

“You’re so cute that you still have my red bull-”

Daniel cut himself off when he saw the name on the back of the sweatshirt. 

“Isa!” Daniel yelled, the girl jumping practically a foot in the air, before whipping around. 

“What!” she looked around frantically. “Whats wrong?”

“Your sweatshirt! Why do you do this to me?”

“Daniel shut up,” she rolled her eyes, turning to head to the kitchen. He huffed before following after her, glaring at the ‘Verstappen’ across her shoulders.

3 

“We are so glad you guys made it,” Grace greeted Isa with a hug and a warm smile as Isa and Max entered the door of the villa the family had gotten to vacation in Nice for the Summer Break. 

“Thank you mum,” Isa moved aside for her to hug Max as well. “This will be so fun!” Isa made her way to accept her dads bear hug, before hugging her sister and brother-in-law. “Where is Dan?”

Isa was barely able to ask her question before hearing loud screeches from the back area, accompanied by splashes and boisterous laughter. 

“Ah, never mind,” Isa chuckled under her breath before feeling a body at her back. 

“Do you want me to take your bag baby?” Max asked as he came around her to hug Michelle and her husband. 

“I’ll go up with you, I want to get in my bathing suit and grab some sun,” Isa beamed as the couple made their way to their room upstairs. Shortly after they came down in their swim wear. Max wasn’t able to take his eyes off of Isa’s ass. Even with her more conservative bikini bottoms on, he was entranced. 

“Ah, here all the kids are!” Isa shouted as she came to the backyard where the house had a large pool, both her niece and nephew in the water wrapped around their uncle. 

“Finally,” Daniel groaned with Nolan on his back and Layla in his arms. “Why did we not all fly out together again?”

“Dan, you know I had an event this morning,” Isa sighed as she grabbed a lounge chair and pulled it closer to the pool to be able to chat. 

“Auntie Isa!” Layla squealed, holding her hands out to grab for her aunt. Before Isa could make a step over, a blonde swung down to grab the little girls arms, pulling her out of the water and throwing her in the air. “Maxy!”

Isa couldn’t help her smile as Layla’s giggles echoed through the garden. “Hello pretty lady,” Max cooed, kissing the girls cheek before turning to Isa. “Say hi to auntie.”

“Hi auntie,” Layla smiled sweetly, leaning her head against Max’s. 

“Hi Layla,” Isa walked over and wrapped an arm low around Max’s hips and her other arm rested on Layla’s little back. “Are you excited to be together for a whole week?” 

As Isa spoke with Layla, Max wrapped his own hand around Isa’s back, his hand resting low on her opposite hip. A smirk made its way onto his face as he felt fabric under his hand, sneaking his palm further down despite Isa’s pinch of his side. 

His adventure was interrupted by a splash of water hitting his back. “Oi!” Max grumbled as he whipped around. 

“Don’t you oi me!” Daniel protested. “Keep your hands to yourself Maximillian.”

4 

Daniel tapped his foot as he waited in front of the door he had just banged on. He checked his phone with a huff, not understanding what was taking so long. Just as he raised his hand to knock again, he heard foot steps behind the door.

“Finally mate,” he sighed as Max opened his door, pushing past the blonde before he could even say anything. “I was waiting for ages.”

“First, it was two minutes,” Max sped after the Australian. “Second, what do you want? I dont have time-”

“Oh, you made breakfast!” Daniel perked up. “Got a plate?”

“Daniel,” Max sighed, his eyes flickering towards the hall off the living room. “I am on a time crunch.”

“Clearly not, you’ve made some of my favorites!” Daniel poked around the kitchen. “Oh, waffles!”

“Ok, lets hurry up and eat so you can get back to eating my-”

“Isa!” Max yelled, turning bright red. What he didn’t think about, was his yell was going to bring Daniel’s attention to his sister who was walking out of his bedroom in an open robe, not covering the lingerie set she was sporting at all.

“Oh my god,” Daniel yelped, dropping behind the counter. “My eyes!”

“Daniel, what the hell!” Isa squeaked, turning pink as Max rushed over to help tie her robe in her flustered state. “What is he doing here?” she whispered to Max who shook his head. 

“Just stopped by,” he murmured. “I’m sorry schatje, go back to my room, I’ll get rid of him.”

“This is why I didn’t want you two to date,” Daniel wailed from the floor dramatically as Isa scampered back down the hall and Max turned around to deal with his best friend on the floor.

5 

“Welcome to the Australian GP!” Daniel cheered as he stood up from greeting Layla as his family joined him in Melbourne. As he moved around to hug his parents, his sister and his brother-in-law, he noticed someone was missing. 

“And where is my little sister?” Daniel asked the group sassily. 

His mother laughed at her son. “Over at Red Bull Dan, she told you this.”

“Nope, I refuse to acknowledge,” Daniel shook his head, an idea striking him. McLaren was filming him today, and he knew how to get some good entertainment for them. 

“Layla, should we go find auntie Isa?” Daniel asked the blonde girl at his side. 

“Okay!” she beamed as her uncle picked her up and began to stalk into the paddock with Michael and the camera man behind him.

“Make sure to return her!” Michelle yelled with a sigh as she sat back at their table.

Daniel made his way through the paddock, pointing things out to Layla and introducing her to people as they walked. Eventually they saw the blue and red branding of Red Bull, and Daniel started grinning. He spotted one of the head mechanics, stopping for a moment to chat. 

“Have you by chance seen my sister or Maximus?” Daniel asked with a gleam in his eyes. The engineer shook his head with a laugh, pointing the man and his little entourage to hospitality. He was kind enough to swipe the old team driver in, allowing him to head towards where Max, Isa and Bradley were sitting sipping on coffee.

“Betrayal!” Daniel shook his head as he got to the table. “My own blood, here in my rival’s camp.”

“Dear god,” Isa groaned as people around them began to laugh. “Why have you kidnapped our niece!”

“She wanted to come, right Layla?” Daniel cooed at the blonde in his arms. 

“Auntie Isa, come, come, come,” Layla tried to lean over to grab her aunt. Isa smirked as she stood up to prop the girl on her hip.

“This is too much, my heart can’t take it” Daniel pouted as Max burst into laughter. 

“This is why I never wanted you guys to date!” the Australian pointed at the laughing dutchman. 

(that episode on Mclaren’s youtube would be one of the best performing videos on the channel, the comments littered with fans loving the inside look at Daniel, Isa and Max’s relationship)

+1 

Daniel grinned as he looked around his sister and Max’s house in Monaco. Both of their families had descended on the home for Christmas. Now there were young giggles echoing through the home, with soft Christmas music echoing over speakers. 

Daniel refilled his wine in the kitchen, waving away his mother’s attempt to loop him into her conversation with Michelle and Max’s mom. He made his way to the living room where Jos and his father were chatting and the kids were running around the carper. 

“Daniel,” a voice came from behind him, the Aussie turning around to face Max. 

“Mate, this is great,” he clapped the blonde’s shoulder. “Thanks again for having us.”

“You know we love it,” Max grinned nervously. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

Daniel nodded quickly, quirking a brow as Max walked towards his office. “You want a drink?” Max asked as he closed the door behind them. 

“Got some wine mate,” Daniel watched Max with interest. “What’s up with you?”

“Can we sit?” Max walked over to the couch, tapping his foot immediately as he sat down. 

“Max, whats going on?” Daniel asked in concern. 

“There is something I wanted to talk with you about,” Max gulped down a mouthful of scotch. “You know you’re one of my best friends. I consider you family, and there is nothing I could ever want to do to hurt our friendship.”

“Are you breaking up with Isa?” Daniel began to puff up in indignation.

“No,” Max choked out. “God no.” He shook his head. “I love you mate. And I love your sister, more than anything. She has been my partner through so much. And I’ve spoken to your dad, but it was something I wanted to speak with you about too.”

Max took a deep breath. “I want to make Isa my wife Daniel.”

When Isa was born, Daniel would always remember his parents talking to him and Michelle, telling them they needed to protect their baby sister. While Michelle had turned into Isa’s cool older sister, always there for advice and to share clothes, Daniel was Isa’s protector. As much as he whined about it when he was younger, he loved his little sister more than anything, and he wanted nothing more than for her to be happy.

When he had found out about her and Max, he wanted so badly to be upset. He didn’t know how to feel about it. And then Isa had talked about how happy she was when with Max, and how he treated her. And all of a sudden, it made a lot of sense. 

“Max,” Daniel sighed, putting his glass down. “I consider you a brother. You have always done right by Isa, and I know how much you love each other. I know you really don’t need it and Isa would kill me for knowing I said this, but there is no one I would ever approve of as being the one for my sister the way I do you.”

A few minutes later, Isa interrupted a tearful hug between two of her favorite men. And as many times as she tried to ask what happened, she wouldn’t understand until three months later, when Max slid a diamond on her finger.

#max verstappen #max verstappen imagine #f1 #formula one #f1 imagine #formula one imagine #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 #max verstappen x oc #max verstappen fluff #imagine #driving imagine

[seattlesolace]

at the cinemas with enhypen

Heeseung - Wakanda Forever

He’s been watching all the Marvel movies with his friends before he started dating you.

Since then, you’re always his first choice to take to watch any new release.

You ask him about “the second Black Panther movie” and he corrected you by saying “it’s called Wakanda Forever” /eyeroll

“Okay, King,” you replied.

Doesn’t even let you get snacks or drinks because he wants you to focus.

Questions your loyalty when you start falling for the fishman.

Gets choked up during the scenes when it’s silent and a tribute to Chadwick Boseman.

You hold his hand in an effort to comfort him and he squeezes your hand.

Not even five minutes after the movie, he’s already asking you to watch it again next week.

Embarrassingly says goodbye to you by doing the Wakanda forever gesture.

Jay – The Menu

You’ve mentioned repeatedly how you wanted to watch The Menu because you saw the trailer.

Hesitates at first, but then agrees once he sees that Anya Taylor-Joy starts in it.

The beginning of the movie got you both questioning your comprehension skills.

“Oh, are those her parents?” “Are they actually dating?” “What’s with those three dudes?” are some of the questions he would carefully mumble to you.

Gets immersed whenever the scene shows the details of each dish since he loves cooking so much.

Flinches whenever the chef claps his hands for attention. (You flinched too.)

“What genre is this movie actually?” He asks when you begin closing both your ears and slowly facing away from the screen, afraid of a jump scare.

You were both in awe and left speechless once the movie ends.

You go to a café after to sit and have a drink and discuss all the symbolisms and plot of the movie.

“I don’t remember what they ate, Jay.” / “You have to remember, Y/N! I even remembered that the fish was halibut and NOT cod!”

Sunghoon – Glass Onion

You made Sunghoon watch Knives Out on Netflix before actually going to the cinemas to watch the sequel.

Initially seemed disinterested but became amused once he heard Daniel Craig’s accent.

Attempts to imitate the accent as soon as he meets up with you at the cinema.

“My God, Y/N, this dress on you---” / “Stop it.”

Before the movie even starts, he makes a bet with you and whoever guesses the murderer right gets treated to dinner.

Changes his answer three times throughout the movie.

Gasps at the exact same time as you do once you both realize something.

Synchronized gasps again when the movie reveals a plot twist.

Both of you end up guessing the wrong culprit.

You then have fun discussing the movie while having dinner, splitting the bill at the end.

Jake – The Greatest Showman

You knew you wanted to go on a date at the cinemas, but neither of you knew what you wanted to see yet.

Once he sees the poster, he becomes excited and asks you to just watch this movie “because Hugh Jackman is in it and he's an Aussie like me.”

He holds the popcorn the whole time, almost hogging it and not letting you eat.

Bops his head whenever any of the characters break into a song.

“Zendaya is so pretty.” / “Yeah, you wish you were Zac.”

Holds a hand over his chest during This is Me because of how touching it was.

When Jenny Lind appears, he says he doesn’t trust her because she wears red lipstick and all villains wear red lipstick.

Catches you tearing up during Never Enough, so he coos at you and intertwines his fingers with yours.

Both of you remain immersed throughout the rest of the movie.

You walk out of the cinemas with a huge grin on your face, excited to look up the soundtrack so you can listen to them together.

Sunoo – Avatar: The Way of Water

He has been actually, genuinely waiting for this moment.

“Y/N, you don’t know how excited I am for this sequel!” / “You were 6 when the first movie came out.”

Initially wants to watch it in 4D, but he knows how much you hate the glasses, so he gives in and says he can rewatch it later.

Because you both took too long having lunch, you missed the first few minutes of the movie.

“Wait, Kiri is adopted?” / “I know as much as you do, Sunoo.”

Lets you put the popcorn on his lap and cutely uses the lid to get some for himself.

Forgets to chew whenever the scene shows something breathtaking.

Sympathizes with the alienated whale, holds his breath whenever there is an underwater scene.

His lips tremble when it shows someone dying towards the end.

“Promise to watch the next sequels with me again, Y/N!”

Jungwon - Zootopia

Watching animated movies with him is like a routine for the two of you.

When Zootopia came out, you both texted each other at the same time.

Immediately chooses the fox’s side while you sympathize with the bunny.

“Wait, you kinda look like Judy Hopps, Won.” / “Ha-ha-ha.”

Keeps his laughter to small giggles and chuckles while you cackle.

Loses it when it came to the DMV sloth scene.

Mentions that the song sung by Gazelle sounds like Shakira. (it is Shakira)

Comments on how all the voices suit the animals really well.

Is not fazed at the huge plot twist in the movie.

Completely loses it again at the last scene with the sloth (again).

Ni-ki – Jumanji: The Next Level

Has an odd admiration for Dwayne Johnson, will watch anything with him in it.

Claims he enjoyed the first movie, so he was happy when you asked him to watch the sequel.

Immediately asks you what happens in the first movie, mentioning how he has forgotten about it already.

Completely amused at how The Rock was possessed by an old man.

“I’d actually play Jumanji if I had the game.” / “Riki, no. What would I do without you?”

Cackles when Spencer shows up in Awkwafina’s body.

“Look, he can talk to animals, like you.” / “Riki, I swear to God…”

Says how the villain in this sequel looks familiar but can’t seem to know from where.

Almost yelled out Jumanjiiii! at the climax if you did not hold him back.

“OH, HE’S THE HOUND FROM GAME OF THRONES.” / “You watch Game of Thrones???”

© seattlesolace 2022

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a/n: hope you like this third installation of ...with ENHYPEN! most of these are based on my experience and some spoil a bit of the plot of the movies, so I'm sorry about that 😭 do let me know if you end up watching any of the movies above and what you think of it!

#writtenbynana #scenario: at the cinemas with enhypen #...with enhypen #enhypen #enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen headcanons #enhypen shorts #heeseung fluff #jay fluff #sunghoon fluff #jake fluff #sunoo fluff #jungwon fluff #niki fluff #enhypen soft hours #nana with enhypen series

[ikatako38]

Squidmas Special ‘23

Rating: G, Word Count: 4,863

This special was originally posted on AO3 in two parts between Chapter #22 - 1 and Chapter #22 - 2. It takes place 8 years after the end of TPWCH. Ryland, Three, and Captain are all the same person! I also made this relationship chart to help since there’s so many characters being introduced so quickly. And yeah, Koi’s birthday is on Squidmas, so they’re celebrating both events together. The story starts below the cut!

“You’re sure it’ll be okay? It’s just… there’s gonna be so many people…”

“Yes, Capa. It’s gonna be okay. We have to let Tsuku spread her wings. She has to be able to take risks in order to live her life. We took plenty of them.”

“I know, I know…”

“And, hey. If anything goes wrong, we’ll both be there to protect her.”

The Inkling took their husband’s hands playfully. “I think that would just be you.”

“You’re telling me the Captain of the New Squidbeak Splatoon wouldn’t be able to hold off a couple of fourteen-year-olds? Because I know they could.” Eight bopped the white puff on the end of Captain’s Squidmas hat.

“I get nervous around little kids! I don’t know what to do or say! You know this.”

“Is that what it is? You’re nervous the kids won’t like you?”

“I mean…” Captain shrugged. They hadn’t been consciously thinking about that, but now that Eight mentioned it, maybe that was part of their hesitation.

“It’s all right to feel nervous… but kids always love you! Remember that one at Tako Bell who—”

“Yeah, yeah I know. I’m probably worrying for no reason.”

“Such is life.”

“And… what about the other parents? They’re probably all cishet Inklings, and we’re so much younger than everyone else…”

“If anything goes wrong, we can leave, okay? Or you can leave and I can stay… or whatever works in the moment.”

Captain nodded, and after a moment he raised his head to kiss Eight. “Okay, now where’s Tsuku?”

Captain made their way to their daughter’s bedroom door. “Hey Tsuku, it’s about time to go!”

“Ah, sorry, sorry… just five more minutes!”

“Okay koko, just come out to the living room when you’re ready!”

Returning to the living room, Captain saw Eight waiting, now with his shoes on.

“Tsuku’s still going to be about ten minutes,” Captain explained.

Eight checked his phone. “We’re going to be late…”

“That’s okay.”

“Yeah. Yeah it is.”

Captain ended up opening one of the dumb word games on their phone, and Eight did his best to help, until Tsuku appeared in the hallway. She was wearing a cute little red dress with white flats. Captain bent down closer to her and gushed, “Myushi-myushi ba~!

“Oh my cod, Fufu.”

Captain kissed the top of Tsuku’s head. “C’mon, let’s go!”

It was only a short train ride, and then they were standing at the front door of Koi’s family’s house.

“Um… do we knock…?” Eight murmured.

They looked at each other, and Captain shrugged. Then they both jumped back when Tsuku stepped up between them and gave the door a confident rap. Koi opened the door a few seconds later, and her orange pigtails flopped over Tsuku’s shoulders as they hugged tightly. Captain and Eight threw each other an awkward glance as they waited in the blocked doorway, and the two young Cephalings didn’t separate until another voice from inside the house called out, “Tsuku! You made it!”

The Inkling who had just started going by KJ ran up to them and hugged Tsuku too, although—both Captain

and Eight noticed—this one was much shorter.

Meanwhile, Koi stood on her toes and said, “Hello, Mr…. um… and… uh… sorry, are you… Tsuku’s parents?”

“Yep,” Eight said. “You can just call us us Eight and Captain… or Tsuku’s dad and parent, if that’s easier. The last names are sort of complicated.”

“Oh, okay! Welcome to our home… sorry again.”

“It’s totally okay! No harm done.”

As they entered, following behind the girls and KJ, Captain made a whining sound and whispered to Eight, “That was so awkward…”

Eight gave him a quick kiss on the forehead. “I know it’s hard. You’re doing great.” Eight also slipped his hand into Captain’s for support.

A few seconds later, they arrived in the kitchen, where René was at the dining table trying to explain the rules of chess to Cody, seemingly rather unsuccessfully. Beyond that was the living room, where eight adults sat on several sofas and armchairs arranged in a U-shape around a low coffee table, conversing in groups of two or three. A Squidmas tree in the corner glistened with ornaments and tinsel.

When René and Cody saw them, they both got up and raced toward them. Cody got there first and gave Tsuku a quick hug before rattling off a long stream of almost unintelligible words while bouncing on his heels excitedly. Then René hugged her too, but, unless Captain was mistaken, it seemed a bit more awkward than the others had been.

“Hi boys, nice to meet you. I’m Eight, Tsuku’s dad.” Eight shook each of their hands.

Captain just kind of smiled at them.

Thankfully, Cody interrupted: “René was just showing me this game called chest!”

“Chess,” René corrected.

“And there’s all these little figurine things that are so cool, my favorite is the little horse!”

“Knight.”

“And to win the game you have to trap the other player’s king, and it's called a checkmake!”

“Checkmate.”

“C’mon, René can show us how to play, he’s so good at explaining things!”

Tsuku, Koi, and KJ looked at each other, shrugged, and then started to gather around the table.

Eight squeezed Captain’s hand. “Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be…”

They hadn’t stepped two paces into the living room when a woman with long orange tentacles jumped up from a sofa to face them. “Oh, welcome! You must be Tsuku’s parents, then? Eight and Captain, right? Here, take our seats!” She started tugging at the arm of the man next to her until he stood.

“Oh, no, it’s okay!” Eight tried.

“No, I insist. Have a seat.”

So Captain and Eight scooted in next to a pale woman with frizzy purple tentacles, just like her son.

“You must be Cody’s mother?” Eight said.

“Yep. Alicia. Nice to meet you.”

“Likewise,” said Eight.

“And you’re Tsuku’s parents?”

“Right. We—”

“Oh, of course!” Koi’s mother interrupted, now sitting on the floor with her legs folded. Her voice was so strong that the other conversations quickly fizzled out. “Everyone, these are Tsuku’s parents, Eight and Captain. Eight and Captain, you’ve just met Alicia.” She pointed to a Black family with green tentacles sitting together on the sofa against the left wall. The husband and wife seemed to be the oldest out of everyone there, while the third person was the youngest. “These are Atlas and Jeane, René’s parents. And Atlas’s son Alex, just next to them.” Now she gestured toward the couch on the right, where another couple sat, this one with magenta tentacles. “And KJ’s parents, Vanessa and Robert. Have I missed anyone? Oh, of course! I’m Koi’s mother, Amanda, and this is my husband Glen.”

“Nice to meet you all,” Eight said.

“Nice to meet you,” Captain managed to squeak out, adding a little wave.

“You know, you both look so young for your age,” Amanda continued. “I’m so jealous!”

“Actually, I’m only 26…” Captain explained.

“Oh!” Captain could see the gears turning in Amanda’s head, trying to do the math.

“Um… we adopted her when she was six. I was only eighteen, so it was a hard decision, but she didn’t have a home, and we were the only ones who could take her in. I’ve always been… something between a sibling and a parent to her.”

“I see. Well, from what I hear from Koi, you’re doing a great job.”

Captain thought of several things to say, but he couldn’t get his mouth to form the words.

“Oh… have I said something?”

“Sorry, sorry! That just… means a lot, is all. Thank you.”

Amanda directed her next question at Eight, which Captain was grateful for. “So how long have you two been together?”

Eight looked at Captain with such a reminiscent, loving expression that it nearly made Captain blush in front of everyone. “We met each other eight years ago in July, and we started dating in November. We got married three years later, and we just had our fifth anniversary in August.”

Captain was frozen the whole time, staring down at a certain spot on the carpet. But when Eight shifted and leaned into him slightly, it broke the trance, and Captain looked up at him. They shared a smile.

“Remember our fifth anniversary, hun?” said Vanessa. “That feels so long ago.”

“Well, we are getting dangerously close to our twentieth, aren’t we?” Robert said back with a chuckle.

“At least you’re not staring down your fiftieth birthday,” Atlas remarked, with such an even tone Captain wouldn’t have known what to make of it if the smile hadn’t given it away.

“Fifty? No~!” Glen said with incredulity.

“Only two months left. I might as well start digging my grave now.”

“Oh my cod, dad…” the son, Alex, groaned.

“Oh, like you’ve never been dramatic about your age. I’m 14, I’m basically an adult,” Atlas mocked, using a deeper voice.

Alex rolled his eyes and went back to scrolling on his phone, but just after the conversation picked up again and everyone else had turned their attention elsewhere, Captain noticed that Altas nudged his son, and they both shared a smirk that somehow seemed to convey a strikingly strong bond of love between them.

Captain snapped to attention when they heard their name; it was coming from Amanda again: “Thank you again for coming, Captain, Eight. I’m sure Koi will love having Tsuku here. And it’s so nice to finally meet you both! And the same to you too, of course, Atlas and Jeane.”

A knock came from the front door. Captain whipped their head around toward it and made a confused face. They were sure that their family had arrived last, and everyone who they had expected to to come was already there. So who could this be at the door? Perhaps a pizza delivery or something?

They all already knew that the kids would beat any adult to the door, so they just waited, and Captain watched the archway to the kitchen anxiously, until finally someone stepped through—

“Lyle? What…” Captain couldn’t stop the exclamation before it was already out of their mouth.

“Heya, Captain. And everyone,” Lyle said with a smug grin. Eli stepped into view a moment later, holding his husband’s hand, and with his other hand he towed little Tempest behind him.

“Hi Amanda, thank you for having us!” Eli said.

“Also, um… Tempest’s bio moms wanted to come too at the last second, I hope it’s all right that we brought them along.”

And now the Meer-Hannon family stepped forward to reveal Agents Four and Neo Three—but they really should be calling them Aubrey and Yuki in a context like this. Each one was holding an infant with yellow ink.

Amanda jumped up from her seat again to greet them. “Oh, of course! Thank you so much for coming, I’m sure Betta will be delighted to see Tempest. She’s outside with Ava and Kate.”

“Do you wanna go outside?” Eli asked Tempest.

Tempest looked toward the sliding-glass door but shrunk back away from it, into Eli’s body. “You don’t have to,” he soothed. “You can stay in here if you want.”

Then Koi’s younger sister Betta poked her head in from outside. “Tempest?”

“Betta!” And any apprehension disappeared.

Captain jumped when Alicia called out from right next to him, “Kate? Is everyone doing okay out there?”

Now the older Larsen’s face appeared in the door. “Yep, all good, mom! Betta bit Aaron’s finger, but he’ll survive!”

“Aaron, are you sure you’re okay?” Alicia called back.

“Yes, Ms. Caruso, I’m fine!” a slightly strained voice called back.

“Betta!” Amanda called over them, jumping up yet again and heading for the door. “We do not bite our guests!”

“You want me, you get the whole package,” Kate joked.

“I wouldn’t trade it for the world,” Aaron said, coming just far enough into view that Captain could see him staring into her eyes. The scene was sickly sweet. Cod, had Captain and Eight been like that when they were younger?

Yes. Yes, they had been.

Then Captain’s thoughts were interrupted by a desperate cry of “FUFU!”

“Koko… woi’e bare?” Captain responded instinctively. Then they froze. Terrified, they shot a quick glance back at the other parents. None of them seemed to be staring at him—at least not directly—which he took as a good sign.

“What is it, Tsuku?” Captain said, hoping it would encourage her to respond in Inkling.

It worked, but it wouldn’t have mattered anyway since Tsuku got close and whispered, “I forgot the gift for the Secret Snowsquid!”

The gift… had they left it at home? Wait. Captain felt his pocket and, sure enough, he felt a small box covered in wrapping paper. “Oh, I have it here! I grabbed it just in case.”

Captain held it it to her, and the distress was replaced by a huge grin of relief as she took it. “You had it the whole time? Why didn’t you tell me!”

Captain lifted their hands in a shrugging pose. “I forgot.”

They both giggled. “Thank you, Fufu!”

“Of course, Koko. Are you having a good time?”

“Yeah! I just beat everyone in Super Splat Squids!”

“I’m glad all the years of indoctrinating you into video games paid off.”

“Okay, I’m gonna go back now. Thank you!” She gave them a quick hug.

“Of course.”

And now everyone was staring at them.

“Aww, you have such a cute relationship with her!” Vanessa said.

“Oh. It’s uh… nothing special,” Three murmured.

Now Amanda returned from outside.

“I’m so sorry about that again, Alicia.”

“Oh, I’m sure Aaron will be fine. As long as Betta doesn’t have rabies!”

Everyone laughed except for Amanda, who gave a tight-lipped smile. Then she seemed to notice Lyle, Eli, Aubrey, Yuki, and the twins. “Oh! Please, come sit! Oh… oh dear, we really should have planned for this better… you know what, I’ll go get the lawn chairs!”

“No no, don’t bother! We’ll manage. I think Mako wants down, anyway,” Aubrey assured her.

Amanda looked frantically around her before finally managing to calm herself down. “Very well, then. And you must be…?”

“Aubrey. And this is my girlfriend Yuki.”

Yuki braced Seki against her chest with one arm and raised the other hand in greeting.

“Good to meet you! Good to meet you…” Amanda seemed on the verge of a panic attack.

Four and Yuki took up spots on the floor and let Mako and Seki start toddling around them. Meanwhile, Eli sat on the arm of the sofa right next to Captain, and Lyle gave everyone an almost defiant look before plopping down right on Eli’s lap.

“Wow Eli, thanks for the up-close view of your ass,” Captain murmured.

“No, thank you! That’s the first time you’ve ever complimented my ass before.”

Captain gave a clearly forced smile.

They got along fine with Eli nowadays, but they couldn’t completely ignore the small part of them that got nervous every time they were around Eli, or even Lyle. It just dug up too many old memories.

The group got to asking about the twins, and how one of the hardest times was right after they start walking because you have to chase them around everywhere, and Jeane said something about how lucky Aubrey and Yuki were to be young and agile. Aubrey seemed to relax more after that.

“You seem awfully quiet. Yuki, isn’t it?” Atlas said eventually, holding eye contact with the Octoling.

Noticing his stare, Yuki signed I’m deaf with one hand, sort of dismissively.

Aubrey nudged her and explained, “Yuki is deaf.”

“Oh, my sister is deaf, so I know some of the local sign! Um…” Robert then signed something Captain didn’t recognize, probably in Inkopolis Signed Vernacular.

“Um…” Aubrey began, also clearly not recognizing it.

Japen. Japen! Japenese Sign Language! Yuki signed to her fervently.

“Oh, we use… uh… Japenese Sign Language, since Yuki is originally from Japen. It’s… an obscure local dialect.”

Yuki signed something else Captain didn’t recognize, looking a bit less confident with the hand movements, and Yuki and Robert conversed for a few minutes.

About two hours had passed since the Meer-Hannons and Kekoa-Johnsons’ arrival when the doorbell rang again, and this time it really was just pizza. Everyone gathered around the kitchen counter, where Amanda was frantically trying to set out plates and plasticware. “Okay everyone, if you want a drink, write your name on your cup with this Sharkie, and be sure to put it back when—” But the rest of Amanda’s words were drowned out by the commotion.

Captain hung back a ways away from they’d had the the first chance crowd, figuring they’d let everything die down before going to get their food. Eight waited with them, and a moment later his hand slipped into their hand. “Doing okay?” he whispered.

“Yeah. I think so. I wasn’t expecting to see Lyle and all of them.”

“Yeah, that was a bit of a surprise! Is it okay that they’re here?”

“Of course! Of course it’s okay that they’re here. It’s nice to see everyone.”

Eight met Captain’s eyes, and he didn’t look away until he seemed satisfied with Captain’s reassurance. “You can always step away if you need to, I’ll cover for you.”

“Thanks.”

They shared a smile. “Pizza?”

“Sure.”

Everyone huddled in the kitchen, making use of any chair, barstool, or—in Mako, Seki, and Eli’s case—lap that they could find, while Captain and Eight leaned against the kitchen counter, putting as much distance between themselves and the commotion as they could. Captain nodded in Eli and Lyle’s direction and scoffed. “How are they so confident? Lyle didn’t figure out he’s gay until like five years after I did. And Eli took even longer!”

“Yeah, but it went over a lot better for them. They don’t have the same trauma. And besides, it’s Lyle and Eli. Did you really expect anything different?”

Eight reached an arm around them and gently pulled them in closer.

“Merry Squidmas, Capa.”

After a glance to make sure no one was watching them, Eight gave Captain a quick kiss.

“Merry Squidmas, Eight.”

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That was followed by Koi opening some presents from her family and sharing some hugs with her parents.

Finally, Amanda announced that it was time for the gift exchange. They all gathered in the living room again, with Tsuku, Koi, Betta, René, Cody, Ava, Kate, and Aaron sitting in a circle on the floor near the tree. Each held a gift wrapped in colorful paper, ranging in size from the wallet-sized rectangle Tsuku was holding to a box as tall as Betta. Captain found themself staring at each of the wrapped gifts, as if staring hard enough would allow them to bore through the wrappings and see their contents.

Who had drawn Tsuku’s name weeks ago? What would they have gotten her? What if something went wrong?

Captain somehow missed Amanda’s explanation of how the gift exchange would work and the first few gifts being given. He didn’t even notice what the gifts were, only that Betta was shouting in joy, and everyone was laughing, and everything had suddenly become very, very loud.

Captain made eye contact with Eight, who was already giving him a concerned look. Eight nodded, and Captain got up, trying not to seem too hurried as they made for the bathroom. They sunk to the floor and put their head between their knees, left by themself with their thoughts, and took several deep breaths to try to calm down.

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Fourteen years ago

Ryland stared listlessly at nothing in particular as the students around him filtered into the classroom and found their seats. He didn’t even notice when someone sat just to his right.

“Hi, Ryland!”

Ryland snapped out of his daze. “Oh, Ophie. Hi.”

Ryland's and Ophelia’s fathers knew each other from work, and Ryland was pretty sure his father was trying to set him up with her, but she had always been nice to him.

She leaned toward him conspiratorially. “Who did you get for your Secret Snowsquid?”

“We’re not supposed to tell,” Ryland said.

Ophie giggled. “That’s the right answer!”

Ophie seemed to be waiting for a certain response, but Ryland had no idea what it could be, or what she had meant from her last exclamation. He just kind of smiled awkwardly at her.

Luckily, a few seconds later, the teacher saved him from having to respond. “Good morning, class. Does everyone have their gift?”

“Yes, Mrs. Ippy,” chorused about a quarter of the students. Most of the others did have gifts; they just weren’t paying attention. “We’re going to be gathering by grade, so everyone find the others in your grade and sit in a circle. First graders, up here by me…”

Ryland automatically tuned out the extraneous information, but by the time he tuned back in, it was too late, and everyone had already started moving. Ryland just followed Ophie back to the corner of the classroom near the door, where they sat on the carpet. About thirty of them gathered around in a circle, out of whom Ryland recognized Billy and his clan—Lyle,

Eli, Clyde, and Blitz. Ryland and Billy made eye contact, and the smirk on Billy’s face turned Ryland’s stomach.

Instead, he scanned the rest of the circle, trying to remember which one Cairo was—that was the name he had drawn a week ago.

“Okay everyone, put your gifts in the middle of the circle. The Class Leader will go first, and then go around the circle one at a time,” Mrs. Ippy called from somewhere far away.

Billy was up in an instant and making his way toward the growing pile of presents.

“Hey! It’s not your turn!” shouted one of the girls—Emily, he thought.

“Hmm, I’m sure the Class Leader doesn’t mind, right?” he glared at Blitz, who quickly shook his head. So Billy sauntered up to the pile and dug around for a while before finally pulling out a package. He tore it open and revealed a box of chocolates. Ryland thought he heard Ophie gasp next to him, but she didn’t say anything.

They continued around the circle, and eventually Ophie tore open her gift to reveal a pack of orange gummy candies. She frowned, probably because she didn’t like orange flavor. She looked at Ryland, and he just shrugged. “I’ll swap with you if I get something you like.”

“Oh. So… you didn’t get me?”

“No, I got Cairo. I don’t know who got you.”

Then Billy’s perpetually whiny voice interrupted them. “C’mon Ryland, that’s enough chit-chat! You’re holding up everyone else.”

Something felt wrong as Ryland got up and walked to the center of the circle. He squirmed as he felt everyone’s eyes on him. The whole room seemed more quiet than it should have been. It felt like it took an eternity to dig through the pile of presents in search of one with his own name.

And there it was: a small box about the size of a pack of playing cards. And for a minute he thought that might be what they were. He went back to his seat and sat down with it, hoping that that would reduce the number or eyes on him, but it was no use. Everyone was staring at him, as if expecting something to happen. Finally, Ryland realized he couldn’t stall any longer, and he slowly began to tear open the package.

But it wasn’t a pack of cards at all.

It was a pack of cigarettes.

It only took Ryland a few seconds before he understood what they meant. He started to shake, staring uncontrollably at the pack of cigarettes in his hand until it fell to the floor with a crash, spilling some of its contents.

Ryland could feel Billy’s triumphant glare on him, and he didn’t dare look up.

“Ryland! Are those cigarettes? Hand them over!” Mrs. Ippy was glaring down at him with her hand outstretched. Ryland shoved the cigarettes back in then grabbed the box and tentatively raised it toward her until she snatched it away. “And what were you doing with these?”

“They’re not mine! Obviously someone gave it to me as their Secret Snowsquid gift. I don’t want them!”

Mrs. Ippy just kept glaring down at him with a suspicious look on her face. Desperate, Ryland looked around and saw Billy staring directly at him with a malicious grin. And he gave Ryland a small nod, as if saying Go on. But Ryland didn’t know what that was supposed to mean, and even if he had there was no way he was letting Billy get away with this.

“Like I said, the person who brought them in the classroom was whoever got me for Secret Snowsquid! It was B—”

“Fine, then I’ll go check the lists,” Mrs. Ippy said, spinning on her heel and always making it halfway back across the classroom before Ryland could finish. Ryland looked to Ophie for comfort, but she looked just as nervous as he was.

A moment later, Mrs. Ippy was back, this time holding a clipboard. All she said was, “Ophie, I’ll be accompanying you to the principal’s office. You’re being expelled.”

Ryland was barely able to put any words together as he stared at Ophie. “No! No, it was… wait… Ophie? It wasn’t you, right?”

But Ophie was already standing. “It’s okay Ryland, don’t fight it or we’ll just both end up expelled.”

“Wait… Ophie…”

“I’m sorry, Ryland. I hope I see you again.”

But he never did.

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Captain groaned and slowly pulled his hand back from his head as the memory finished playing.

Of course, that night he had remembered Ophie’s gasp and had realized that the chocolates had been for him, which of course meant that Billy had swapped out the gifts—perhaps just the tags. But Ophie had already been expelled, and who would have believed him, anyway? Ophie had been right. Mrs. Ippy had already been suspicious enough of Ryland, and Billy hadn’t left any traceable evidence. Ryland probably would have been expelled, too, if he had tried anything.

But maybe that would have been for the best.

Captain pushed themself back up into an upright position and took a deep breath.

Tsuku’s gift exchange wouldn’t be like Ryland’s. She was surrounded by good friends and responsible adults. Tsuku may have a secret just like Ryland had, but maybe Captain could muster the optimism to believe that, unlike Ryland, Tsuku would be accepted.

Captain’s hand rested on the door handle. Yes. Everything would be okay. They truly believed it.

And they pushed the door open. A few strides, and they were back in the living room. It was still chaos, but the smiles on everyone’s faces reassured them. Especially Eight’s.

They sat down next to their husband, and Tsuku ran up to them almost immediately. “Look, Fufu! Look what Koi got me!”

Tsuku was bouncing around with such excited energy that Captain couldn’t discern the object in her hands until they reached out and held the corner to steady it. It was a sketchbook, and on the cover… a silhouette of an octopus.

“Oh… that’s great, Tsuku…” Captain tried to muster enthusiasm in their response, but they just couldn’t stop staring at the octopus emblazoned on the front.

“What is it?” Tsuku finally asked.

“Tsuku… does Koi know you’re an Octoling?”

Tsuku looked at him curiously, almost confused. “Yeah, of course! All of them do. They’ve known for a while.”

Captain looked around the room at everyone, beginning to question his original impressions of each of them. “And their parents…?”

Tsuku nodded. “As far as I can tell. It’s not really a big deal.”

Captain suddenly pulled in Tsuku for a tight hug, and they were holding back tears. “I’m so glad you found them. I’m… so happy for you, Koko.”

Tsuku started pulling back after a moment, and Captain realized that they might have hugged her for too long. But she still had a big smile on her face. “I love you, Fufu. Merry Squidmas!”

“I love you too. Merry Squidmas.”

They shared one more smile.

“Now go have fun with your friends!”

Captain watched them all for a few minutes, seeing René blush as Tsuku asked whether he liked the Tableturf cards she had gotten him, seeing KJ make a remark that they all laughed at, seeing Cody wow them by doing tricks with his new yo-yo, and seeing Tsuku wrap Koi up in another hug.

“You did this, you know,” Eight said, leaning into Captain. “I mean, Tsuku deserves some credit, and I guess I was there, too. But you made all this possible.”

Eight was right, wasn’t he? Nothing could ever be perfect and easy, but Tsuku was never going to have to endure the hardships that they had.

They had broken the cycle.

“Yeah. I did it.”

#this place we called home #tpwch squidmas special 2023 #splatoon #splatoon fanfiction #agent 3 #agent 8 #agent 4 #agent neo 3 #lyle #eli #tempest #seki #mako #tsuku #koi #kj #rené #cody #atlas #jeane #alex #alicia #kate #ava #aaron #amanda #glen #vanessa #robert #and some others but I hit the tag limit lol

[citizenhullabaloo]

Smash, Pass, Trash: Call of Duty: Black Ops – Zombies Soundtrack

Disclaimer: Completely subjective opinion! Remember that before you bully me 😦

Pros?

This is among the holy grails of all video game soundtrack music. This is what got me to APPRECIATE the art of video game soundtracks. Every song on this record is something you will hear at some point while playing regular Zombies or Dead Ops Arcade. The fact that every song is MEMORABLE, is what does it for me. Not to mention, Kevin Sherwood and Elena Siegman are HUGE musical inspirations to me for introducing me into heavier music as well as how melodic it could be. Special shoutout to James McCawley and Brian Tuey for composing these songs as well!

Cons?

I cannot fathom a single wrong thing on this soundtrack. Every song is a bop, every song has its place, and it’s just one of the best things to bestow on your ears if you like instrumental dance/electronic songs in between heavy metal tunes. Best of both worlds.

Afterthoughts?

If you don’t like Call of Duty, COD Zombies, or Zombie games overall, you’re missing out. The creepy-ness in the electronic songs such as “Raining Teddy Bears” and “Laughing Corpses”, the pulsating dance beat of “Twilight”… besides Kevin’s metal composing, James and Brian’s electronic compositions have allowed me to better appreciate this genre of music in a time when I was still a rock youngster in high school. I learned that I CAN rock to this too!!!

Rating Scale: Smash, Pass, or Trash

Rating: HARD SMASH A ZOMBIE’S HEAD!!!

Yes, I’m biased, but I try to be as clear as possible too, in case someone wants to genuinely listen to record. By all means, please listen!

6 / 5 (Based off my The Music Checklist)

#2011 #Activision #Album Review #Black Ops Zombies #Brian Tuey #Call Of Duty #Call of Duty Black Ops Zombies #Call of Duty Zombies #Call of Duty: Black Ops - Zombies Soundtrack #COD Black Ops Zombies #COD BO Z #COD BO Zombies #COD Zombies #Corey Redgrift #Elena Siegman #James McCawley #Kevin Sherwood #Music #Music Review #Smash Pass Trash #Treyarch #Zombies #citizen hullabaloo #quick review

[quensty]

tagged by @enterprisery to put my spotify “on repeat” playlist on shuffle and list off the first 10 songs i get.

unfortunately my playlist hasn’t changed much since the last time i did this, so instead, i’m gonna put my “discover weekly” playlist on shuffle and rate the first 10 songs i get. so thank u for the tag babe but i will not be following a single rule.

🪸 erghan diado (song of schopsko) by bulgarian state television choir: we are starting off this list so insanely strong. i have no idea what made spotify assume i would like this but they were 100% correct. apparently this choir performs modern arrangements of traditional bulgarian folk melodies, and this song is from one of their most recognized projects. four stars ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

🪸 choreomania by florence + the machine: i was surprised to see this song was written before the pandemic, but it turns out that welch based this off of the dancing plague of 1518, where 400 women danced themselves to death. what a cool coincidence that she released a song based on a phenomenon ppl theorize occurred as a result of plague-related stress post-covid. obsessed with the behind-the-scenes info, and the song is catchy. four stars ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

🪸 becky by be your own pet: HOLY SHIT. ohhh no. “i heard u talked a lot of shit abt me / to ur new best friend / but it doesn’t matter anyway / cos i’ll find a new best friend / … but, you know, i gotta say / i loved going to your slumber party” this is fucking me up. childhood friends are like runaway cats u keep hanging up missing posters but u’ll never get them back. “he doesn’t miss carol not really or rather he doesn’t miss the woman she’s making herself into. kid carol tho … he misses that version of her sometimes” etc etc. this is reminding me so much of those homoerotic friendships i had at 8 with other girls that always ended in catastrophe, but i still remember their landline numbers. five stars ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

🪸 bury a friend by pomplamoose: i’m pretty positive this was recommended to me based on my obsession with loveless’s version of happier than ever. i love a good cover, and that one is fabulous. it adds a brutal new dimension to an already angry song. they bring a great alt rock/emo pop twist to it that i adore. despite how good a cover this one is, i can’t say i love it—i might be a little biased; eilish’s original is haunting and nightmarish and it puts everything it can into creeping u out. i don’t think this cover adds any new flavor the way loveless’ does. it mostly makes me want to listen to the original again. one star ⭐️

🪸 the ghost of chicago by noah floersch: this song is appealing to my love of the midwest. it wasn’t what i was expecting going in but i like it! it’s cute. i know it’s meant to be a “i like this girl so much that she haunts me” kinda ghost song, but tbh i like the idea of the narrator falling in love w an actual ghost much more. it reminds me of this wip i have where—no. i shan’t say. it’s a secret. three stars! ⭐️⭐️⭐️

🪸 old cape cod by patti page: … idek what to say abt this. i’m sure white ppl in the 50s thought this was a bop but i do not. zero stars :(

🪸 dizzy in sunlight by the blasting company, ashley nguyen dewitt: now THAT is how u make a dreamy, sunday-afternoon-esque song. the lyrics remind me of a mary oliver poem. “wade in the water / mud covered feet,” “the wind and my mother / they both hold me upright / …oh what a feeling / as the waters / rush over me,” “my sister riding her bike from the store / my grandfather smoking his pope out on the porch / …this life spills over me / and rocks me to sleep”. completely and utterly lovely. five stars ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

🪸 in dreams by sierra ferrell: i love the country and folk elements in this. i’m currently on a country music fixation and this is right up my alley. such a sweet-sounding love song, i added it to one of my playlists right away. four stars ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

🪸 neutral spirit hotel by local news legend: omg this reminds me so much of some of my favorite penelope scott songs—sweet hibiscus tea comes to mind; both of these songs are folksy and have this self-deprecating element to them. “i think i say i’m quitting drinking every other week / but it’s so hard to stop / when it’s the only thing that let’s me sleep” dean winchester type shit (sorry). three stars ⭐️⭐️⭐️

🪸 down in the willow garden by the kossoy sisters: HELL YES a strong finish!! this is a traditional appalachian murder ballad about a guy facing the gallows after poisoning his sweetheart and throwing her body in a river. is me liking this song a loss for feminism? IDK. but i like it </3 four stars ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️

i’m tagging @keepoffthetardis, @cabeswater, @youthbleeding, @minimyz, and anyone else who wants to do this! consider urself tagged

#this was extremely fun!! and it forced me to listen to new songs :D #mentioned #mutuals

[teamrocketmemes]

[ TOTAL DRAMA WORLD TOUR SONGS ] — PART 1

A lyric starter call from the songs heard in the third season of Total Drama. Feel free to change pronouns when necessary to fit your needs.

Come Fly With Us

“We're flying and we're singing!”

“We've got a lot 'o crazy tunes to bust!”

“What did you expect? [Name] is freaking insane.”

“Come fly with us! Come die with us!”

“All contestants must sing in each show!”

Lovin’ Time

“No need to get crazy. It's lovin' time at last!”

“We're mostly full of gas. No, no!”

“And make out till the break of dawn!”

“Scarab mating season.”

“Lovin' time, lovin' time…”

Rowin Time

“Crocodile amigos, what'cha swarmin' for?”

“These crocs are getting killy!”

“Just bop 'em on the nose! I learned that in Muskrat Boys, it vanquishes all foes!”

“All of us are sinkin'!”

“It's rowin' time!”

Before We Die

“We're singing as we're falling!”

“Our lives begin to flash before our eyes!”

“'Cept there's tons we wanna do before we die!”

“But first we must cease dropping, our goal here would be stopping!”

“Pizza! No! Chips and some dip will do!”

Stuck to a Pole

“The strings of my heart are a tangled mess!”

“I ended up stuck to a pole!”

“I fell for every little thing that he said!”

“He's moved on, I'm still stuck in this place!”

“Stuck, stuck, stuck to a pole!”

What’s Not To Love

“The crime is high! The pigeons fly!”

“The dirt and grime make every alley shine!”

“What's not to love about New York?”

“It's crazy, 'cause the city never sleeps!”

“And pretzel stands for all us pretzel fans!”

Baby

“I'm just that brainiac guy left alone to sit and cry.”

“Quench my thirst... for knowledge.”

“I just gotta know… How'd you get so hot?”

“Cause when you walk in the room, nobody lookin' the same!”

“I swear you're changing my molecular structure.”

I’m Sorry

“And I'm sorry, like a mitten that's been dropped and feels so lost.”

“Sorry like a surfer who's busted her board!”

“International TV, huh? In front of all my friends!”

“And if you give me one more chance… I'll do my happy, happy dance!”

“I'm so incredibly, wildly, madly, crazily… Oh, so completely, infinitely, beyond… Sorry.”

Eine Kleine

“Keep it down, so I can win the loot!”

“Toot on, but you're still out of luck.”

“When you don't hold back and lead the pack, truly there is nothing stopping you.”

“Swimming in your eyes, it's butterflies.”

“Wait, something's itching in my brain!”

The Amazon Rap

“We should have just gone left.”

“Now if he gets bitten…”

“Tied up, rope is no joke!”

“Ain't having the luck that I anticipated.”

“Probably means I'm eliminated.”

Paris in the Springtime

“It's the city of love in the summer!”

“[Name] broke my heart and chewed it up and spit it out and then, stepped on it and threw it down a sewer and called it names and then laughed!”

“Oui, my friends! You must never trust a boy!”

“Um, non, my friend. That thing just burned off my shoe.”

“And the boy won't even take you outside-eee!”

Sea Shanty Mix

“I'll have the shrimp, mussels, cod, and the lobster thermidor!”

“I can't get a thing to bite, so we better get there first!”

“It's a sea shanty, and it's darn catchy!”

“[Name], you're a nut-bar, but you sure can catch a fish!”

“No, you can't catch me, with a sea shanty!”

Oh My Izzy

“I miss the way Izzy said hello.”

“Actually, she kinda dumped you.”

“I miss her smile and the way she liked to bite.”

“Oh, I miss the way, she'd always say goodnight.”

“Why'd I ever let you go?”

Save This Show

“Jamaica, they can't even Ja-party.”

“You've gotta help now, we're on the brink.”

“Give us cash or this show dies!”

“So call the numbah!”

“Give it some love and some dough.”

Sisters

“You think you rule the game, I guess.”

“But you don't rule a thing, 'cause baby, you're a squid!”

“You lied right to my face, and messed up my head!”

“And ain't that just the way with men?”

“Sisters, come together now and take him down!”

#★ mod james. #★ our memes. #sentence starters #rp meme #ask meme #inbox meme #musical memes #cartoon memes

[50s-music-tournament]

Week 1

Blue Moon, The Marcells - I Only Have Eyes For You, The Flamingos

We Wanna Boogie, Sonny Burgess - Heartbreak Hotel, Elvis Presley

Tutti Frutti, Little Richard - Santa Baby, Eartha Kitt

Beyond the Sea, Bobby Darin - Rockin Robin, Bobby Day

El Paso, Marty Robbins - Be Bop a Lula, Gene Vincent

Get a Job, The Silhouettes - Shout, The Isley Brothers

Tequila, The Champs - Who Do You Love, Bo Diddley

Unforgettable, Nat King Cole - Secret Love, Doris Day

La Bamba, Ritchie Valens - 16 Tons, Tennessee Ernie Ford

Week 2

The Masochism Tango, Tom Lehrer - Kansas City, Wilbert Harrison

Silhouettes, The Rays - Carolina Moon, Connie Francis

Hound Dog, Big Mama Thornton - Jim Dandy, LaVern Baker

Here in My Heart, Al Martino - I Put A Spell On You, Screamin' Jay Hawkins

Whole Lotta Shaking Going On, Big Maybelle - A Teenager In Love, Dion & The Belmonts

Fever, Little Willie John - Old Cape Cod, Patti Page

Summertime Blues, Eddie Cochran - Lovers Question, Clyde McPhatter

Summertime, Ella Fitzgerald/ Louis Armstrong - Dont You Just Know it, Huey Piano Smith & His Clowns

Lonely Teardrops, Jackie Wilson - Wonderful! Wonderful!, Johnny Mathis

Week 3

Earth Angel, The Penguins - Rumble, Link Wray

Blueberry Hill, Fats Domino - Why Do Fools Fall In Love, Frankie Lymon

Put Your Head on My Shoulder, Paul Anka - Stagger Lee, Lloyd Price

Cold, Cold Heart, Hank Williams - I Hear You Knocking, Smiley Lewis

Sh'Boom, The Chords - Rebel Rouser, Duane Eddie

Brown Eyed Handsome, Man Chuck Berry - Speedo, The Cadillacs

In the Still Of The Night, The Five Satins - Freight Train, Elizabeth Cotten

Mama He Treats Your Daughter Mean Ruth Brown - Everyday Buddy Hollly & The Crickets

Come & Go With Me, The Del Vikings - Love Potion No. 9, The Clovers

Week 4

My Baby Just Cares For Me, Nina Simone - (We're Gonna) Rock Around the Clock, Bill Haley & His Comets

That's Amore, Dean Martin - Betty Lou Got A New Pair Of Shoes, Bobby Freeman

I Walk The Line, Johnny Cash - Work With Me Annie, Hank Ballard & The Midnighters

Cry Me A River, Julie London - Come On-a My House, Rosemary Clooney

Be Anything (but Be Mine), Peggy Lee - Smoke Gets in Your Eyes, The Platters

The Book of Love, The Monotones - Mr. Sandman, The Chordettes

Pink Shoelaces, Dodie Stevens - Let's Have A Party, Wanda Jackson

Ain't Got No Home, Clarence "Frogman" Henry - Fly Me To The Moon, Kaye Ballard

Day-O (The Banana Boat Song), Harry Belafonte - Blue Suede Shoes, Carl Perkins

#50s music turney

[gaywatermelonbread]

Today's mood? Chaotic and wanting to bug my friends into singing karaoke with me(Granted, I'm probably going to be the only one singing like the coolest clown I am B) ) and me singing the Der Eisendrache the Musical Tbf, the Cod Zombie musical are bops

#cod zombies #cod zombies the musical #teaser #chat ai teaser #im unhinged atm and motivated finally to come back

[parkquimin]

TF141 + Valeria and their relationship with kpop

Valeria:

Not a big fan but is smart enough to know that there's a shit ton of money in kpop.

She probably buys up like all the tickets ever for concerts and then charges 10x the original price. The original scalper.

I think if there's a group she likes, she'll save the best tickets for herself.

Also she definitely buys up all the merch and sells them at extremely high rates too.

I think she also uses them as bargaining chips. Like if she's talking to an important business person or whatever she's like "oh I heard your kid likes (insert group), I happen to have tickets to them I could give you a good discount on them"

She probably posted something negative about a big group just to stir up drama and quickly learned to never do that again because her location got leaked LMAOOO

She probably thought about hiring some of the stans because how tf did they even find her???

Gaz:

Idk why but I feel like he's an ultimate stan.

Knows some of the dances, but isn't super dedicated to learning them

He definitely has photocards, lightsticks, albums, etc.

Had a VISCERAL reaction when he was called in on an emergency during KCON and he had to sell his prized P1 ticket.

WHEN he's off duty OMGGG.

This man has like 4 different devices set up ready to get tickets (he's fighting Valeria for them).

If he's on base or on a mission and the time is right, he'll make the rest of the team open the ticket portals so he can have a higher chance at getting tickets.

Cried when he didn't get Stray Kids tickets and then screamed when they released more dates in his area.

Cries for like half of the concerts he attends and his voice is unusable the next day

Price:

I feel like he's not into it and MAYBE he knows like "Red" by Hyuna cause Gaz played it once and liked it.

MAYBE does a little research just to know what Gaz and Soap are screaming and giggling about

He hit Gaz with "I heard one of those kpop people you like on the radio" and Gaz just stared.

I feel like he set one foot into a kpop store because he got Gaz for secret santa and he grabbed the first thing he saw, paid, and never looked back (Gaz appreciated the effort)

Mixes up different groups' names (not even on purpose he just can't remember all of that info)

"Why are there so many people in NCT"

"Why are they called "Seventeen" if there are only 13 people in it"

Ghost:

I feel like he's heard it in passing, but doesn't really listen to it.

Maybe there's a couple songs where he bops his head to the beat but then nothing further than that.

Probably gives Soap and Gaz concerned looks when he catches them in a corner giggling over a piece of paper smaller than his hand.

I feel like he's been to ONE concert because he lost a bet to Soap. Soap would've gone, but it was a group he didn't know and he thought it would be funnier if Ghost accompanied Gaz. Ghost agreed mainly because he'd get to spend time with Gaz (he loves his teammates)

He watched all of the fans scream and cry and was lowkey scared

Soap:

He is more invested but not as dedicated as Gaz.

He probably learned a couple dances with Gaz and likes the more popular groups like Twice and EXO.

Would go to KCON if there were enough groups that he liked and just to bond with Gaz.

Gaz lends Soap his albums because he "needs to learn to appreciate art more"

Soap ends up getting a couple of albums of his own, and I KNOW him and Gaz trade photocards and do reveals for each other

Watches with concern as Gaz screeches at his computers when it's time to buy tickets.

Doesn't freak out when he sees other people with kpop merch in public, but he'll give them like a side eye LMAOOO

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I'm ngl I've never played COD and I recently just started getting into the characters, so please lmk if you think I've mischaracterized anyone in this post! I'm happy to make edits and do more research but I just though this would be a fun thing to write :). Also thank you so much for viewing my work, it means so much to me as a beginner writer <3

#tf 141 #kyle gaz garrick #simon ghost riley #valeria cod #john soap mactavish #john price

[sunflowersometimes]

hello! the amazing @callouiee tagged me in their post spelling their url with songs they like for me to do the same if i wanted and i thought it would be fun! they made theirs l&h/larrie related but i have such a long url that i think I’m going to use my favorite songs as well! this will also give me an excuse to gush about some of my fav songs

so i wrote the above paragraph and then tried to find and narrow down songs which proved to be very difficult lol. i probably made it harder on myself than needed bc i wanted to choose best and most perfect songs but there are just too many. this is the best list i could come up with, but i feel pretty good with it! if anyone ever wants to talk music, i’m so down i have so many favorites.

p.s. i really truly did gush about every song i’m so sorry for how long this is

s- Satellite (Harry Styles) this song is my baby. i love her with every fiber of my being. i have dance parties by myself in my apartment when this song comes on i literally can’t get enough of it. i honestly thought matilda would be my fav song off harry’s house cause like... it’s matilda, but this is the song i come back to most often from that album.

u- U.N.I (Ed Sheeran) okay so i have so many distinct memories listening to this song on the bus to/from middle school. anything from ed’s + album was my favorite. his stuff from that time used to be my favorite music along with 1D. i thought i was so cool when i memorized the rap part lol

n- No Children (The Mountain Goats) i will admit i did find this song through the tiktok trend but i absolutely loved that trend, i thought it was so cute. i listened to the full song shortly after discovering the song and it shortly became my second most listened to song of last year. w/o getting into too much detail, this song holds a special place in my therapy journey lol 

f- Fine Line (Harry Styles) what is there to say about her? she probably holds the biggest spot in music related to my healing journey. i fully annotated her once through the lens of my own therapy and healing journey. she means a lot a lot to me

l- Like Real People Do (Hozier) i am a hozier slut and i’m not afraid to admit it. i love anything this man puts out. sometimes i listen to his music like i’m a thirsty begger and his music is the only water that’s been offered to me in weeks. i could have put any of his songs on this list and you would have gotten the same reaction out of me. he makes me feel feral and ethereal at the same time.

o- Outer Space/Carry on (5SOS) god this song will never not get me. this song was my fine line of my middle school/high school years. if i ever see this song live i’m pretty sure i’ll die on the spot. i have a half-ish sleeve tattoo planned around this song. there’s like five songs on this list that i have tattoos planned around but none of them as big as this one. everything about this song is just perfect.

w- Written All Over Your Face (Louis Tomlinson) do i even need to say anything about this one? it’s been on repeat since the album came out. it’s literally so good and i know it’s everyone’s favorite but it’s for a damn good reason. have you heard louis’ voice?????? literally perfection absolute bop and i can’t stop listening to it. this is louis’ sound and i’m so proud of him

e- Emotions (5SOS) any time i make a new playlist of things i’m currently listening to to have one shuffle/repeat, i put this entire album on there. i feel like the more i listen to it, the more addicted i get. also, Liz told me this song was very me codded and i feel like that’s so true. i’m always in my emotions lol. also also, that little clap/slap that happens every so often in this song gives me an unnecessary amount of serotonin. 

r- Right Now (1D) i also could have put any one direction song on this list but there’s something about this song that has always had a grip on my brain. immediate performance mode whenever this song comes on. they’re my boys. my babies. i’ve been a fan for a decade now which is absolutely wild. i miss them

s- Spaces (1D) this might have to be in my top 5 favorite one d songs. i don’t know if i even have an actual top 5 but if i did, this song would be in it. i feel like i’m ascending whenever i listen to this song; it’s similar vibes to satellite in dance party mode for me if that makes sense lol i can’t help but move whenever i hear this song

o- Only the Brave (Louis Tomlinson) again, does this need any explanation? there was a while when i couldn’t listen to this song bc it hurt my closeted heart too much. it still makes me sad but also very optimistic. i hope i can hear this song live one day surrounded by fellows queers who’ve also found their family through the boys. it doesn’t make it a solo song anymore then does it? we’re a family; more of a family than any church i’ve been a part of. 

m- Mum (Luke Hemmings) another album where i could put literally any song on this list bc i love them all so much. this song, however, beats the others out ever so slightly as being my favorite. i’m noticing a pattern with my favorite songs: satellite, spaces, mum. they all have a really big build up to an absolute cathartic release later on in the song. mum does give me church song vibes but in the least song ruining way possible. this song actually inspired me to make a playlist of songs that make me feel like im ascending whenever i listen to them

e- Egg and Soldier (Cosmo Sheldrake) okay okay okay i know you’re thinking that this song came super duper out of left field and is really weird and i definitely agree but here me out. all of his songs are super fun and kinda weird but so so cool and unique and unpredictable. i have yet to come across a song of his i don’t love. they all make me feel so connected to my inner child/the creativity i pushed away for so long.

t- To Be Alone (Hozier) again, i’m a hozier slut. this might be my favorite song of his but i’m unsure if i can even pick a favorite hozier song. that slide on ‘feeeeeels good’ gets me every single time. i’m weak in the knees i’m obsessed. the grungy, dirty electric guitar???? i can’t it’s too much 

i- If I Could Fly (One Direction) i couldn’t not add this one. it’s iconic and makes me cry maybe half of the time i listen. who let them write, record, and release this song? it’s literally so raw and vulnerable and i know i’ve written some pretty raw poetry but i don’t think i’ve ever written anything on this level. like ?????? i forget this song is a real song they released and not something a fanfic writer made up

m- Matter of Time (Ashton Irwin) god this album destroys me in the best way possible. and this song???? literally speaks to me and my soul. this is another one i want to get a tattoo of. it’s just like a warm hug from an older sibling/older friend. everything’s gonna be okay bud

e- evermore (Taylor Swift) I do love me some good taylor swift, especially folklore and evermore. i don’t think this one is my favorite, that’s probably the lakes, but i do remember hearing it for the first time and absolutely loosing it at the word switch at the end of the song. it still holds a special place in my heart for the hopefulness it’s able to give me whenever i don’t have a lot of it.

s- Sunflower Vol. 6 (Harry Styles) and we’re ending on the song that i wish i could be. if i could have the vibes of any song it would be this one. i’m one of those obnoxious people that make sunflowers their whole personality and whenever harry released this song i went feral for it. i love her so much and i hope i grow up and make her proud.

okay now that i’ve written more than anyone wanted to read, i want to tag some recent mutuals to do this too! Obviously there’s no pressure to do this or to write as much as i did, simply just putting a song is enough lol

@bravetemptation  @lunarheslwt  @primary-wicf​  @flyhometolou28

#i'm SO sorry this is as long as it is #thanks again for tagging me! #also absolutely no pressure to do this #i just love music and talking so it felt perfect for me to do lol #one direction #harry styles #louis tomlinson #5sos #luke hemmings #ashton irwin #hozier #taylor swift #music #this took so fucking long #mine

[chirp-a-chirp]

Court of Darkness: Remembrance (Lance)

Characters: Lance X MC (MC named Carla)

Word Count: ~600

Description: Lance and Carla reflect on those that have passed on and look to their future. Story takes place sometime after Lance’s book one.

Alternative Description: CoD creators, give us more Lance content. Until you do, I guess fanfic will have to suffice.

…

For those that have gone. We light this candle in remembrance of your life.

With a small wave of his hand, Lance lights two candles on a stump, one for his mother, one for Lutz. Carla walks next to Lance, putting her arm around his waist in silent solidarity. She waves her free hand, lighting two other candles, one for each of her parents.

Carla tilts her head and rests it on Lance’s shoulder, caressing his side slowly with her thumb.

Lance had grown distracted and distant in recent days. Carla knew this week would be hard for Lance, as it was the anniversary of his best friend Lutz’s death. At Carla’s suggestion, she and Lance decided to create a makeshift memorial service for not only Lutz, but for his mother and her parents as well.

Carla raises her eyes to the surrounding trees. A beam of sunlight pierces through the branches, lighting the stump and candles. Perhaps it is wishful thinking, but Carla imagines that her parents have heard the message she gave them and are responding back. In her heart, she knows that they would have approved of Lance.  

Lance stares at the sunlit candles, entranced. The wind blows the branches, casting an additional beam of light onto Carla and himself. The feelings of emptiness and despair that consumed Lance the previous week wash away as the light shines on them.

They’d want me to move on.  

Lance turns to Carla, noting the way the sunlight highlights the copper tints in her hair.

Carla’s brighter than the sun. And as kind as mum was. And as cheerful as Lutz was. She deserves to feel the same light and warmth she provides me.  

“Carla.”

Lance reaches in his pocket and holds out a silver ring. His smoky eyes shine with tenderness as Lance reaches for Carla’s left hand. He places the ring in her palm.

“Lance?”

“Mmmm?”

“You-you already gave me a ring, remember?” Carla gestures to the silver ring on her right ring finger, the piece of embedded Irian quartz within it winking in the light.  

“Yes. I was there when I gave it to you.” Lance grumbles a bit, but his grumpiness is offset with a playful bop on the tip of Carla’s nose. “You have other fingers for this ring, you know. There’s an inscription on the inside.” He nods nervously as Carla examines the ring closely, squinting her eyes.

Lance shuffles his feet awkwardly on the grass. Even after all their time together, he feels silly in detailing aloud how he feels for her.

Carla reads the inscription aloud. “Your love, my home.” She peers at Lance in astonishment. The inscription is very much Lance—unadorned and straightforward, with the message piercing her heart. Lance takes the ring from Carla’s grasp and places it on her right index finger.

“Before you came to my life, I was mired by my past and those I had lost. Now, I look towards the future we’ll have together. Your warmth, your perseverance, your optimism are a great comfort.” Lance reaches back in his pocket and shows a matching silver ring.

“This ring contains the same inscription.” He places the ring on his right ring finger.

“I wish to provide the same comfort and encouragement to you.” He pulls Carla gently against him, flush against his chest, his hand running up and down her back.  

“With you Carla, I feel whole again. With you I am…home.” His chest clinches as Carla dazzles him with a smile. He leans forward and kisses Carla softly on the lips.

The best way to remember mum and Lutz is to live the life they wanted me to have.

To honor them, I will do just that.

#court of darkness #fanfic #fluff and feels #lance ira #voltage games #love 365 #voltage inc

[beevean]

Favourite final stage themes in Castlevania?

Oh ho :D

10) Out of Time (C1): I feel Heart of Fire overshadows this one. I liked it ever since I played the game! It fits the clockwork stage and it also feels appropriate for the final level, it screams "this is the homestretch, give it the best you got!"

9) Pinnacle (DoS): I can't really explain why I like it, but I do. It just sounds appropriately climatic.

8) The Colossus (OoE): strangely upbeat for a final level, especially compared to An Empty Tome and Ebony Wings, but how could I not appreciate that organ and especially those strings? <3

7) Calling from Heaven (CB): from the last "final level" Yamane has composed to the first one lmao. Dat Genesis twang <3 it feels heavy, somehow.

6) Den (RoB): just a banger through and through. Shred that guitar!

5) Demonic Castle (HoD): yeah, you hear it first as the fourth zone of the game, but you also go through the same area before the final boss so there. One of the best pieces in the OST, dissonance on point, quite menacing and confusing.

4) Top Floor (AoS): why is the theme of the hardest area in the game such a danceable bop?

3) Gaze up at The Darkness (PoR): super duper underrated as the theme of the menacing castle keep. This one is straight up intense, with the strings and the driving drums.

2) Dracula’s Castle (CoD): apparently not many people like this one? And good luck finding covers when it shares a name with the far more famous SoTN theme. Personally, I love it. Yes, the harp intro goes on for a little too long (1:20 is more than enough), but after that, the strings and the guitars just feel like anxiety incarnate, this constant buildup that makes you feel like something horrible will happen if you don't hurry up.

1) Leon’s Theme (LoI): one of the absolute best pieces Yamane-san has ever composed. What a genius move to leave Leon's theme for the ending, after he lost everything he held dear! Because the tragedy that he suffered is what shaped him and the Belmont clan as a whole. And this is just a beautiful, raw classical piece that conveys Leon's sorrow and determination to kick Walter's ass in the most elegant way <3

Honorable mention to The Tragic Prince, which is only the "final level" theme of the normal castle and it's an optional area to boot, but how could I miss on this iconic masterpiece with an out of tune guitar that still somehow fits.

#castlevania #castlevania music #castlevania 1 #rondo of blood #symphony of the night #harmony of dissonance #aria of sorrow #lament of innocence #dawn of sorrow #curse of darkness #portrait of ruin #order of ecclesia #yes technically for aos and dos i should have put chaotic realm and the abyss #but i don't like them :V