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bubblyhoney · 3 years

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win for me

warnings: lAnGuAgE, alcohol consumption (both reader and all other characters are of age to drink), marijuana use, Making Out™️, a miniscule Flowers from 1970 reference. PSA: WHEN UR INTOXICATED AND/OR AT A PARTY, TELL UR FRIENDS WHO YOU WILL BE WITH AND WHERE YOU WILL BE AT ALL TIMES. DRINK AND PARTY SAFELY!

tags: sapnap x fem!reader

summary: a collection of moments throughout the beginning of your relationship

words: 5000

A/N: even though this isn’t my most organized or perfect fic this was so incredibly fun to write. and it’s a college!au!! one of my favs. hope you guys like!! let's pretend the pandemic doesn't exist for this one too (please wear ur masks btw)

Sophomore Year:

Smells like shit in here is your first thought upon entering the laundromat.

It does, in all honesty. What would you expect a place where college students wash three months of dirty clothes and comforters with vomit to smell like? Urine and just a hint of marijuana, incidentally. The door closes noisily behind you and a guy in a black baseball hat turns his head at the noise. Half of his face is hidden underneath the shadow of his scruff and he says nothing, but you still offer an obligatory polite-stranger smile. The place is pretty deserted, what for it being nearly 4 in the morning. And you’re a rare kind of customer; only a few things to wash and you brought your own detergent.

There’s an empty washer next to an old woman in an acid-trip of a parka, and you sweep past the few other patrons with your mesh bag close. The man in the hat nods at you as you pass, looking up from his phone.

Okay. Dark load in one and delicates in the other, you remind yourself. The quarters get pushed through the slot (not without dropping three and having to scramble to pick them up before they disappear between the machines) and you fill the dispensers with a flowery laundry detergent your roommates hates. Oh, and the clothes go in. Done. You relax into a cracked plastic booth around the corner of the machine, pulling a book of crosswords from your bag.

Somebody yelps halfway through filling out a five letter word (“a series of thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person's mind during sleep”) and you jump. Baseball Cap rips open the dryer, fumbling around and supplying a pair of gray sweatpants. You can’t help but watch. He digs through both front pockets, pulling out a wad of dollar bills. He sighs, shoves the pants back into the dryer, and starts it with a hard push.

“Gut feeling?” You ask. He looks around for a second and settles his gaze upon you. Nice eyebrows, you think.

“Yeah,” he laughs, slightly nervous. “Yeah. I wore them yesterday and just remembered I put some tip money in my pocket.” Leaning back onto the shelf behind him, he shoves his phone into his pocket and folds his arms tight to his chest.

“I feel you,” you empathize, and set down your pencil. “I washed a parking ticket with my underwear last week.”

He stutters out a laugh, nodding.

“That must’ve sucked,” he adds.

“Yeah.” You shrug. “I wasn’t going to pay it anyways, but would’ve been nice to keep it for memory’s sake.” Rubbing at your knee offhandedly, you just watch him. He’s cute. And easy to make conversation with.

“Hey, um,” he mutters and clears his throat. “Do you by chance know some guy named Karl? Tall, messy brown hair and a horrible laugh?”

You open your mouth, then close it.

“Actually—,” you start but huff out a laugh. “Yeah, he’s uh, he’s dating my roommate. Why’d you ask?”

Reaching a hand to rub at his neck, his face twists into something sheepish.

“I’ve seen you at some parties this semester. I didn’t mean to sound creepy like that— I just—yeah.” His cheeks flush pink and he looks down to the ground.

“No worries,” you say, barely even thinking. “I think I’ve seen you too. You’re in Delta Tau Delta, right?”

“Nah, nah,” he laughs. “Just got some friends in there.”

“Ah.” You nod.

The conversation falls into silence, but not uncomfortable silence. He pulls out his phone again, and you look back to the crossword in front of you. The old woman between you leaves with a humongous load of blankets and a small family leaves with a cart full of bags; now it’s just you two.

When the washer with your delicates ding you nearly jump two feet in the air. Exhaling, you set your work down and open the door.

“Shit,” you curse as two bras fall onto the tile. You reach down to get a hand on a black lace bra and hide it quickly under your elbow. A sneaker squeaks loud in the almost-empty room and you see Baseball Cap’s shoulders.

“Here.” He’s kneeling as he hands you your pink bra and you accept it, biting your lower lip.

“Thanks,” you mumbles, slightly embarrassed, and step back to shove those bras and a couple pairs of your underwear into your bag. He offers you a small smile and backs off to his own machines, humming an off-key version of Unchained Melody to himself. Your other load of laundry gets shoved right on top of your delicates.

It’s when you’re nearly out the door, bell jingling, that you think to look back.

“Hey,” you start, almost stuttering for no reason. “What’s your name?”

He turns, dark eyebrows raised.

“My—uh… My friends call me Sapnap. You can call me that too.” Rosy cheeks once again; you seem to be making him awfully nervous.

“Sapnap.” You try it in your mouth, pursing your lips. “Okay. I’ll see you around Sapnap.”

He nods, affirming your statement.

“See you around Y/N.”

It doesn’t hit you until you’re buckling your seatbelt and starting your car that you realize you didn’t tell him your name.

Perhaps he knew more about you than you thought.

Yeah, you laugh to yourself. Karl’s got a big mouth.

Junior Year:

It takes you a collective twelve minutes to go talk to him.

It’s quiet in the library, students that happen to come here to study or procrastinate few and far between the scattered tables. Your poison today is a 4 page history paper on Normandy that you’d been staring at the instructions for for days. You’d already written a bunch of, frankly, horseshit for the body, but the introduction and conclusion were throwing you for a loop.

The vibes in Ridgeback Hall were also certainly off, today more than any other day; the main help-desk was empty and everybody had to do the tedious task of locating niche textbooks themselves.

Lifting your head from the wood of the table, you squint and focus your vision on the guy in the white tee and denim jacket that had been the focus of your thoughts for minutes. He chews at the end of his pencil, mouth screwed up into a ball, and shoots daggers at the empty notebook in front of him. You’re surprised it hasn’t caught on fire yet just from his gaze.

“Sapnap!” You whisper-shout, stretching your arms across the table as if it would make him any closer. A person with purple hair jumps at your voice but turns back to their laptop. “Sapnap!” you try again, tapping two fingers on the table. His head jerks up, eyebrows furrowed and an angry expression on his face, but softens at the sight of you.

“Y/N,” he counters, equally as loud but with a smile on his face.

“What’re you doing?”

“Calculus.” He sticks his tongue out, making an awfully tortured face. You laugh and wave your fingers at him, gesturing for him to come closer. He just huffs out a sigh, stacks all his papers in one pile, and gets up. The trek over to your table is short but he takes it so slowly you wonder if he always walks like that. Like a varsity basketball player who just got off a horse.

“You’re so slow.”

“Shut up,” he grumbles and settles into a chair across from you. “It’s 2 pm, give me a break. I need a Redbull.”

“Those are bad for you, you know,” you say matter-of-factly and drop your chin onto your hand. He’s even cuter from this angle, you think briefly. He just rolls his eyes.

“Whatever, Miss I’d-like-some-coffee-with-my-sugar-and-cream,” he teases, pointing to your venti iced coffee. It’s about as pale as the color of a band-aid. You just sigh and close your eyes. “You tired?” He flips his pencil in his hand and leans back into the seat, sighing.

“Yeah,” you mumble. “I haven’t slept yet today.”

“Wow, you’re dumb.” He looks scandalized. You just shrug.

“Perhaps. I don’t really know why I did it actually— just for funzies!” You raise an arm but let it drop back down. “I stayed up playing Sims.”

“Feel that. I play Minecraft with my buddies until like 2 am every night too. It’s nice,” he decides and folds his arms across his chest. Your eyes flit over to his strong arms, admiring the way his denim shirt looks around them. Thick.

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

“What?” He says too loudly and it warrants a ‘shush’ from another student. He reddens, but looks back down to you. “I—why do you ask?” You shrug, eyebrows raised.

“Just wondering. You’re too cute to not have one.”

“Right,” he huffs, but his cheeks stay pink. You two fall into easy silence, his eyes trained on the notebook in front of him and yours closed peacefully. “Are you dating anyone?”

They snap open not-so-peacefully.

“Nope. You wanna submit a boyfriend application?” A smile cracks your lips and he grins back.

“Maybe,” he replies and stares at your mouth. “I have to say—,” He stretches into a yawn. “I think I’m qualified.”

“Oh, yeah?” Your eyebrow quirks. “And why are you so qualified?”

“Well, first of all, I work at Ace Hardware. That’s where cool people work.” He presses one finger into his palm. Then two. “And I have a bunch of free time because said job at Ace Hardware only likes scheduling me in the mornings. Plus, I’m hot.” He shrugs.

You nod faux-seriously, considering his list.

“Those are very good qualities, sir. I’ll have to get back to you on that.” You pause. “Okay, I’ll schedule an interview. How’s 7 pm at the Chili’s on Main? Chili’s is the designated interview place.” You wiggle your eyebrows. He just smiles at you, shaking his head in disbelief.

“That was smooth.”

“Yeah, I know.” You carefully study your nails. “I’m pretty impressive.”

“Clearly,” he mutters and chuckles. “But I do like their salsa. And margaritas. We got a deal?” He holds out a large hand. You take it, squeezing tightly.

“Hell yes.”

When you see the man called Sapnap a week later, you are very obviously in a different state of mind.

Same state, same college town, but very different blood alcohol contents.

“Sappy!” You shout, raising your arms above your head with a stupid grin on your face. He turns, that familiar look of surprise evident in his expression.

“Y/N,” he laughs and approaches your group of friends in the kitchen. It’s Greek Wedding night at Delta Tau Delta, and you assume Sapnap came to support Delta’s “groom” Alex. You’d gotten uncharacteristically drunk, trading air for sangria, and you were now in the incredible stage where everyone was both your friend and your favorite person.

Throwing an arm around his shoulders, you mash your face into his bicep and giggle.

“Missed you so much,” you try to manage out of your mouth, but it comes out slurred and stuttered. “So much.” You’d gone to Chili’s two days before and promised another ‘interview’ in the next few days, but it felt like two months away from your beloved. Beloved friend, that is. Only one date.

“Yeah?” He places a hesitant hand on your back and nudges you into a standing position. “How much have you had to drink?”

“Oh, shhhh,” you mumble and close your eyes. “Only— a lot.” Blinking them back open, you zero your gaze in on a bottle of Ciroc half-empty and looking very tempting on the kitchen island across from where you’re leaned up against the kitchen sink. He catches your gaze and steps in front of you, pleasant face filling your vision. You gasp.

“You are so cute.” Sliding your palms up onto his face, you hold his scruffy cheeks in your hands and smile all dopey at him.

“Is that your brain or the alcohol telling you that?”

“Uh,” you swallow. “Both. And my heart.”

He just shakes his head and his chest moves with a heavy laugh.

“Glad to hear it.”

“Are you having fun?” You ask, all concerned and furrowed eyebrows. You look like you’re genuinely interested and worried about if he’s having a good time or not, and it makes his expression melt.

“I’m having lots of fun,” he passes over his shoulder as he flips on the tap and fills a red solo cup with water. “In fact, I’m gonna have a nice, cold glass of water right now.” He shakes it like an owner offering their dog a treat.

You eye the cup in his hand, having half a thought that this might be some sort of backwards psychology move. The other half wins.

“That sounds so good right now— can I drink some?” Your eyebrows pull together and your bottom lip drops into a pout. It makes him blink for a second. He remembers the little game you’re playing and just hands it over, smug. You gulp it down quickly and crush the empty plastic into your palm with an exaggerated exhale. “Hit the spot,” you sigh, and pat your stomach fondly.

“You hungry?” Sapnap asks you as he steadies you with two hands on your shoulders. Something pops into your head at his words: a set of two McChickens and an Oreo milkshake.

“Oh my God,” you gasp, and mirror him by placing your hands on his shoulders. “Can we go to McDonald’s?”

He just shakes his head, grin wide on his lips, and shrugs. Perfect teeth, you think.

“I haven’t drank anything, so I’m good to drive.” He pulls his keys from his pocket. “I know you’re smashed right now so—do you feel safe with me?” The question falls from his mouth and you truly consider it, pulling your lip between your teeth.

“Yeah. I’ll take this just in case,” you say, and take a large dinner fork from the counter next to you. It has some red liquid on it that you brush off onto the fabric of your jeans.

“That’s actually gross.”

“Yeah.” You grip it tighter in your head. “But it’ll do the job if you try any shit. I’ll put this in your eyeball.” Brandishing it, a smile stretches onto your mouth. He just shakes his head and heads for the back door, jerking a hand in your direction to get you to follow him.

The cool night air explodes on your face when you step onto the porch and it makes you blink rapidly. Sapnap is right at your side, offering a forearm as you slowly make your way down the two back porch steps. A tall blonde smoking half of a blunt makes a grunt noise as you two pass and your knight-in-shining armor looks up.

“Gonna go get some food. Want anything?” Sapnap stops on the rocky path to the sidewalk, tilted up to hear the blonde’s response. The other guy shakes his head but nods to you in passing.

“I’ll tell her friends where she went,” says the blonde, and disappears through the sliding glass doors.

Your hand falls from his forearm to his hand and grasps it tightly, swinging back and forth as you stumble to his car. You flash him a grin that he just chuckles at.

“Watch your step,” he warns as you yank on the handle of the passenger door and nearly fall off of the curb.

“I’m fine,” you huff, and scramble to get yourself upright into the seat and buckled. He closes your door and jogs to the driver’s seat, climbing in and starting the engine quicker than your head comprehends.

The small space fills with the sound of Letters to Cleo as he’s maneuvering out of his parking spot and he slaps a hand at the stereo button almost immediately. His cheeks redden as he glances at you once.

“I love Letters to Cleo,” you admit, and switch it back on. Ah, Co-Pilot. A classic. “Be my co-pilot!” You sing, loud and sharp. He shakes his head but huffs out a reluctant laugh.

“My older sister loved them. Bit old for my taste, but—you know. Can’t deny that I love a little bit of 90’s angst.”

“Absolutely,” you nod vigorously and pick at your nail. “Oh!” The fork magically reappears at your side and you grab at it. “For my McChickens.”

“And for me,” he adds.

“Yup. You too.” But you drop it onto the seat and lean forward, fumbling with the volume dial until you feel the lead singer’s voice thumping into your heart. “I love this lady!” You shout and rock your head to the beat.

Shaking his head, his shoulders move in an easy laugh. The drive-thru line is kind of busy for 2 am, he notes, pulling in right behind a navy BMW sedan. But it moves quickly, especially when you’re moving in your seat, scream-singing the lyrics to I Want You To Want Me.

“Yeah,” he says, loud into the mic. “Two.”

“Alright.” The voice reports from the speaker, a background clicking joining their bored tone. “Two McChickens, a double cheeseburger—ketchup and pickle only— , a medium fry, and an Oreo McFlurry. Anything else, sir?”

Sapnap chews on his lip, and glances at you. You just give an encouraging thumbs up.

“That’ll be all,” he reports.

“Second window, and your total is $9.67.”

He barely has time to call a “thank you so much!” before the line ends with a click. Rude.

“Jesus Christ,” you moan the second you sink your teeth into your first sandwich.

“Agreed,” he mumbles and pushes as much cheeseburger he can fit into his mouth.

“This,” you start, swallowing. “is the sexiest thing I’ve encountered in all of my years. I thank all higher powers when I consume McChickens…” Trailing off for dramatic effect, you stare down the sandwich before mimicking a dinosaur war cry and practically shoving it down your throat. He just nods in agreement.

“It’s so nice out tonight,” Sapnap comments, swinging a look out his rolled-down window. He parked right in front of the Campus Quad, large bubbling fountain the show to your dinner. And some geese fighting each other for half a rotting hot dog.

“Mhm.” You crumple up your wrapper trash and toss it into the empty paper bag. “Could totally go for a swim.”

He turns and gives you a look. You look right back.

“Should we?” It’s barely a question.

“Um, hell yes,” is all it takes for you to say before you’re clambering out of the car and starting for the fountain. He follows closely after, jogging to catch up with your borderline track-star sprints.

“Wait up!” He calls as you reach the border of the fountain.

“Ugh,” you sigh, impatient. “Hurry up.”

“Mouthy,” he grumbles before kicking off his shoes and bending to fold his pants up over his knees. You just climb straight in and brave the cold.

Squealing, you hop from one foot to the other, shoulders tight as you get used to the freezing water. He laughs and climbs in right beside you.

“Shit,” he curses, and shivers. “This sucks.”

“You suck,” you quip right back and splash around. He stares, disgusted, at the water soaking up your jeans all the way up to your knees.

“You’re gross for wearing jeans in a fountain. That’s worse than wet socks.” He starts to move around as feeling comes back into his toes.

“What, would you prefer me taking my pants off?” A sassy look paints your face and he rolls his eyes.

“No, but you could’ve folded them up like a normal person.”

“I think you forget,” you start, and splash a palmful of water his way. “I’m quirky.”

He gasps, face twisting as the water hits his thighs.

“You’re dead.”

If campus police were patrolling the Quad right now, they’d see two college juniors wading around in a fountain, water up to their knees, having a competition to see who can inflict the most damage. He won, it seems, because your shirt is drenched all the way up to your ribs.

“Okay!” You shout, hands spread to brace yourself. The water in his palm falls. “I’m cold and I want my other McChicken.”

“Fine,” he sighs, and with some difficulty manages to get out of the fountain and back into his shoes. You just make your way back over to his car barefoot, braving the mulch and poorly-sanded concrete.

You both finish your food quickly, discussing menial things like how fast food restaurants always skimp on the pickles and how it’s truly a disservice to the world that so many people don’t know it’s Biggie singing the song Kat dances on the table to in the 1999 classic 10 Things I Hate About You.

When Sapnap pulls up to your house, he shifts the car into park and lets loose a heavy sigh. You whip around, hand on your buckle, and sport a very confused look on your face.

“I’m tired,” is all he says. Head falling onto the seat, he rolls over to give you a half-lidded look. You nod empathetically and climb very carefully out of his passenger seat. Your drunk muscles haven't caught up to your mainly sober brain, which is impairing your ability to look like a functioning human being.

“Thank you for tonight,” you chirp, smiling in at him with your arms folded on the open window sill. The half-drank Oreo McFlurry is lukewarm in your hand. He stares at your flushed lips.

“Anytime you want a drunk McChicken let me know.” He winks. “I have a gift card.”

“You spoil me,” you coo, and step up onto the sidewalk. “I’ll see you sometime soon, yeah?”

He nods, pursed lips fighting a grin.

Cute, you both think at the same time.

Sometime soon, somehow, means the very next day.

It’s breezy yet uncharacteristically hot out, and certainly way too bright for a hungover Y/N.

You’re sat on the porch swing, nursing a hot decaf coffee with lots of sugar and cream. Sunglasses sit comfortably on your nose, but you still have to squint. The pills you took have yet to kick in, so all you have to do is wait and try not to vomit into your mug. Suddenly, your phone lights up and buzzes to life. You press the green button and lift to your ear.

“What do you want?” Your voice is awfully froggy, you realize, and clear your throat.

“Good morning to you too.” Sapnap’s voice rings clear yet husky into your ear. The corners of your lips twitch up into a smile. God, you’re whipped just for the sound of his voice.

“It is definitely not a good morning,” you grumble and switch him into speaker phone. You drop the phone into your lap and stretch out further on the swing.

“Good morning for me,” he chirps cheerfully. “Take anything for the headache?”

“Yes,” you report, sounding like a pouting child and rubbing two fingers into your temple. “Some idiot fed me ice cream last night so this morning I woke up having to both shit and throw up.”

“Aww,” he sympathizes, sounding way too entertained. “That sounds like a you problem.” You stuck out your tongue, but upon realizing he can’t see it, make a ‘hmph’ noise into the mic. “Anyways. I called to see if you wanted to go get breakfast with me. Waffle House, specifically.” You make a face but lift yourself up off the swing, wincing.

“I saw a rat eat an entire piece of french toast there once. But—sure. I’ll pay.” He starts to whine, but you scoff. “Let me love you, bitch. You pay for my McDonald’s and I pay for your pancakes. Easy trade.”

“Whatever. See you in five.” He hangs up right as you twist the front door open and drop your phone onto the couch.

“Who’re you talking to?” comes from the kitchen and you jump, pressing a hand to your chest. A shirtless Karl enters the living room with a bowl of fruit loops in his hand.

“Jesus Christ,” you breathe, and duck into the hall closet for your pair of dirty tennis shoes. “I was talking to Sapnap.”

“Oh,” he says around his mouthful of cereal with a grin. “You guys dating yet?”

You pass him a weird look, bending to tie your shoes.

“Gimme like two weeks. I’ll have him at my beck and call,” you laugh and collapse back into the couch.

“I’ll believe it when I see it.” He quirks an eyebrow and exits stage left into your roommate’s room.

The few minutes it takes for Sapnap to come to your house are short but filled with contemplation. Do you really want to date him? He’s certainly cute enough. Nice enough. And smart enough. He seems to like you too—

A honk interrupts your thoughts. Always having to be obnoxious, huh?

“You’re annoying,” you mumble as you buckle your seatbelt. He just shrugs, tiny smile tugging his lips, and shifts into drive. The short trip to Waffle House proves more quiet than lively. He seems awake, actually, so you attribute the silence to your tumultuous thoughts. The music is nice, though. Bikini Kill is perfect for 10 am.

After you two order (three chocolate chip pancakes for him and two regular waffles with a side of hashbrowns for you), he finally breaks the silence.

“Hey, are we dating?”

You pause with your lip on the rim of your orange juice. Your gaze falls from his lips to his fingers wrapped around the coffee mug. Two silver rings adorn both his middle fingers and they glint underneath the fluorescent lights.

“Do you wanna?” You squint back up at him. The tips of his ears flush pink.

“I-uh… Yeah. Yes,” he says simply. You try to hide a smile, but realize there’s no point.

“Okay.” You take a long drink of your orange juice. “I really like you. A lot. A surprising amount, actually; I haven’t really dated seriously since highschool.”

He nods, shuffling his feet on the tile. What else does he have to be nervous about? you wonder.

“I’ve… kindasortamaybelikedyousincesophmoreyear,” he mumbles and you swallow.

“Huh?” Leaning forward, you set your glass down.

“Um,” he starts but doesn’t finish.

“Did you say you’ve liked me since sophomore year?”

“...Maybe.” His coffee becomes the most interesting thing in the world, apparently. “Do you remember that one time during the Summer Carnival where Karl lost his phone?”

“Uh—yes! Yeah, actually. I do remember that. He found it in the porta-potty. What about it?” The waitress sets down both your plates in front of you and you offer her a smile in thanks before she trundles off to the drink station. You pick up your fork and wait for him to continue.

“I left two hours early because you invited Michael from your computer science class.” You pause around your mouthful of potato and he just stares back, trying not to grin. “Yeah. I thought you were hot and left early because you brought another guy.”

“Michael is gay,” you say slowly.

“Yup.” He nods and shoves a forkful of pancake into his mouth. “Isn’t that so stupid?”

“So stupid,” you tease but your cheeks blush pink.

“Anyways. Now I’m dating you, so. Win for me.”

“Ditto,” you murmur, and manage to fit half of your first waffle into your mouth. “This is the easiest it’s ever been to start dating someone.”

“It’s ‘cause we’re cool, I’m pretty sure,” comes from a mouthful of pancake.

“That’s facts.”

The rest of Pancake House is bustling, a few families with young kids and some other hungover college students scarfing down similar breakfast foods and confections. You two barely give any other customers the time of day, too wrapped up in conversation and each other. The waitress gets a heavy tip after an hour and a half of struggling to swallow dough soaked in syrup and chocolate.

Sapnap walks you to your door after breakfast, hand on your waist and pressed to your side. It feels good. Right.

“I’ll see you Wednesday right?” You ask, turning to him with hopeful eyes. How could he resist?

“Definitely. Wouldn’t miss Game Night for the world— I can’t wait to beat your ass at Uno.”

“You’re insufferable, you know that?” You murmur but you’re already slinging an arm around his shoulder and bringing his mouth down to yours.

You taste like sugar, he thinks. His hands find the small of your back easily, pressing you further forward into him. You hum at that, tracking a hand up the back of his neck and into his hair to grip it between your fingers.

He smells both musky and sweet and cool at the same time: heaven. One of his hands slides up to grip at your neck, thumb rubbing at your jaw, and you make a pleased noise into his mouth. There it is.

“Y/N!” Shrieks from inside your house and you jump, pulling away from Sapnap with a smack.

“What?” You yell back, irritated, and he just laughs as he dips to press a kiss to your cheek.

“Stop tonguing your boyfriend and come help me with my photography project.”

“God damn it,” you sigh and drop your hands. His slide down to just rest on your hips, comfortable. “I have to go.” You're annoyed, that’s for sure, and he prays you aren’t too mean to your roommate.

“Alright.” He dips for a quick kiss one last time. Okay, two more times. Maybe three. But he pulls away, grinning. “I’ll see you Wednesday.”

And then he’s stepping off your porch, walking to his car with his hands in his pockets. You watch his back fondly.

God, boyfriend. He’s your boyfriend. Boynap. Sapfriend. You can’t decide on a name, but all sounds perfect.

Perfectly him.

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falsegoodnight · 2 years

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Oooh diff anon here but would you mind sharing a few more of your favorite fics? I’m looking for new things to read!!

ahh sure!! once again, i have a lot of my favs bookmarked on my ao3 page and i also have a tumblr tag which you can find here for favs too!!

just going to do a few that have stuck with me!!

✰ Quietly Our Hearts Beat by @darlou | E | 7k (am obsessed with this fic!! also this author in general is a comfort author!)

When he first saw the boy, face caked with dirt and wincing in pain but fiercely determined to hold a strong front, he knew he’d die before he let anything happen to Louis.

✰ Etched in salt (is a cathedral of the world) by @helloamhere | E | 24k (a year ago i did this fic rec bingo where i chose this fic for the prompt 'a fic that makes you feel seen' and yup, that still holds <3)

Louis asks for very few things in life, and they are: to solve cases, to keep bad people from doing their bad things, to get good coffee, to go home to a spacious apartment with nobody else in it, and to manage his stupid telempathy powers with minimal interference. And now he's stuck in a tiny cabin in a snowstorm in the middle of god-awful-nowhere with Harry Styles. Because of course he is.

✰ The Haunting of Louis Tomlinson by @helloamhere | T | 31k (another one by helloamhere! i just love any ghost fic, okay? and this was the first one i ever read <3 louis is such a delight and harry <333 felt so much for him!)

Louis is a plucky Gothic Heroine, Harry is a Mournful Spirit, and Big Country Houses are full of mystery and suspense, as Big Country Houses ever are!

✰ once upon a dream by @louehvolution | E | 33k (just... iconic. a classic. this author is exceptionally talented)

Louis is psychic and gets caught in the middle of a murder investigation led by FBI Special Agent Harry Styles.

✰ Something In The World Today by @crazyupsetter | E | 48k (have lost track of how many times i’ve read this fic... another comfort author; could add many of their fics to this list!)

It shouldn’t be a surprise, the first time that Louis drops to his knees in front of Harry. It shouldn’t be, because it’s been something that Louis has needed for a long time. It shouldn’t be, because he’s been crawling out of his skin for weeks on end. It shouldn’t be, because Harry always makes him feel better. It shouldn’t be, because he’s needed this even when he didn’t know that he needed it.

Somehow, it still is.

✰ haunted by the ghost of you by @missandrogyny | E | 49k (am adding this one here again just to emphasize again that i love ghost fics <3 and that this fic is probably my most reread ever <333 so so good)

He’s tall—that’s the first thing that registers in Louis’ head when he spots him, standing with his hands behind his back. Tall, with curly hair, staring at them with the widest, greenest eyes Louis has ever seen. And wait, are those dimples? Louis didn’t know ghosts could have dimples.

Because he’s definitely a ghost, this boy. At first glance he looks normal, standing there pigeon-toed in a band shirt (The Ramones, Louis can’t help but note incredulously), dark jeans, and some boots, with rings on both hands, and tattoos littering his left arm—a sleeve made of anchors and names and roses and other completely unrelated things. But he’s also a little bit translucent; if Louis focuses, he can see the outline of the furniture, the design of the wallpaper through him.

“Hi,” the boy—the ghost—says to Louis. His face shifts; somehow his dimples dig deeper into his cheeks. His eyes flit from Louis, to Niall, to Liam, and finally to Zayn, and his face goes from shocked to elated. “I’m Harry.”

At in that exact moment, standing between three of his best friends and staring at a (quite handsome) ghost, Louis can only think one thing.

Nick Grimshaw was right.

✰ Latibule by @thelesserneptune | E | 54k (perhaps my introduction to neptune’s writing??? i hadn’t even seen spirited away when i first read this but i was entranced from the first few paragraphs!)

A Spirited Away AU of sorts where Louis just wants to heal and be left alone, only for all his plans to be destroyed by the hands of an infuriating British God.

✰ This Wicked Game by @cherrystreet | E | 70k (a classic, a comfort read, one of the first fics i ever read in the fandom <3 and one that will truly never get old!)

An AU in which The Bachelor is gay, Louis is a contestant, Harry is the bachelor, everyone drinks a lot of champagne, the entire world gets to watch them fall in love, and no one plays by the rules.

✰ And down the long and silent street by whimsicule | M | 86k (reread this one in the summer for the first time since 2018 i think?? so incredible and wonderfully written!!)

Wherein Louis and Harry are on the opposite ends of the social ladder, but their paths still cross on the filthy streets Louis calls his home. The odds are staked against them from the beginning, and even more when Louis' past finally catches up with him.

✰ Tainted Saints and Velvet Vices by @toomanydreamers | E | 126k (hogwarts au... enemies to lovers... twiwizard tournament... need i say anymore? okay, but this fic blew my mind!)

A self-fulfilling Hogwarts AU in which Louis is new to seventh year and Harry is the resident devil-may-care Slytherin set to make his entire experience a living misery. Due to less than favourable circumstances they're forced to forge an unwilling, tentative relationship for their own survival. Repressed emotions, decidedly unromantic ballroom dancing, Triwizard Tournament tasks, creative jinxes and twilight flying above the Forbidden Forest ensue.

this is just a sneak peek of my favorites list!! once again, check my bookmarks or just go through my fic recs tag because they are too many wonderful fics to name!!

#fic recs #my fic recs #favorite fics #let me know if you have any specific requests for fic recs!!

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archvampyr · 2 years

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Hi i had to copy-paste this bc it doesnt work <3

You posted 2113 times in 2021.

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Got a Pet Shop of Horrors tattoo. I love it.

More dumb stuff

🖤 Non-obvious tips for babybats / new goths 🖤

Hello! My blog is a small one, but I still hope someone will find this helpful. So. There are plenty of “tips for babybats” videos on youtube and now probably tiktok, but they’re always basically the same things: research music, thrift, don’t be obnoxious, find a local scene. Easy. I’ve been a part of this goth thing since 2012 and observed some stuff. So here’s my little post about do-s and don’t-s. If you’re a new goth and don’t agree with me, that’s fine too.

Firstly, I don’t think babybats are really defined by “listening to Evanescence or Manson, shopping at Hot Topic and writing questionable poetry”; well, this is just one half of this group in my opinion. The second one is new goths who just learned what goth actually is and make it their entire personality, look, lifestyle, everything. I don’t think it’s good to just throw your non-goth hobbies and interests away for the sake of being ubergoth. In fact, most goths who have been in the community for a while will probably find it laughable, and nobody wants to be laughed at. I installed tiktok recently and EVERY goth video I’ve seen was either “hehe I’m so goth my fav band is mgła” or “Hey call me Siouxsie!!!”. Althrough I must admit I don’t spend a lot of time on tiktok. Anyways, if you like rap, don’t stop listening to rap; if your favorite color is lime green, add it to your outfits. It’s fine. Only people with no working braincells will have problems with that. And! Don’t shriek at e-girls, it’s so stupid and peak babybat.

Secondly, I often hear that babybats should “get familiar with goth subtypes, like victorian, perky or trad and pick one that suits them most”. Well, you can do that, if you want to be a super mainstream goth who defines their style by one thing only. (Goth has it’s own mainstream, yes. When I started it was focused on romantic and nu goth, now I feel like it’s trad and hippie goth.) Obviously you can take inspirations from major goth icons like Robert Smith, Rozz Williams, Siouxsie and Dave Vanian - they all have or had great styles - but don’t become an impersonator. I personally have been a fan of visual kei since forever and many of my style icons come from this scene, and also Japanese goth / post punk. If you’re dead set on trad goth, google pictures of batcave kids, they were really creative, and maybe pictures from the 80s scenes from around the globe, countries like Russia, Turkey and Japan had really big goth communities.

The third thing - goth is a communtiy of people, and it has seen better times. The scene has a little crisis and many clubs are closing (it was happening before covid too), so don’t gatekeep. Just don’t. It’s killing the scene. I’ve seen a drawing made by a teenage goth here on tumblr, depicting a trad “““grufti”“““ stabbing an e-girl with a knife. This is so embarassing, oh my god. I left a very very critical comment under that post. If you’re a new goth, don’t even try to “educate” e-girls, emos, whatever, because these people are not trying to “steal” goth or be a part of our community - they’re doing their own thing. If one of them actually wants to be a goth, they will get there by themselves, it’s one google search away from them, and after all, gatekeeping will stop newcomers from actively keeping the scene alive.

The fourth one - goth trends. They’re quite dumb. Don’t follow them, I would say. Goth influencers often participate in them, as they recieve PR from goth clothing companies, thus, they’re promoting them to their viewiers. Goth trends are based on mainstream trends - in 2015 there were cringey “witchy n bitchy” slogan tees and skinny jeans with studs, now we’re seeing a lot of layering, strega inspirations, techwear-ish items and Y2K influences. And it’s just not worth it. It’s so overpriced and after all, fast fashion, so it will be considered tacky (or fall apart) soon. (I owned a Punk Rave coat once, it was tragic.) It’s a different story if you really like a trend and maybe see yourself keeping the item regardless of what’s “in” - for me it’s wide leg pants and layered strega skirts. The swooshier, the better. From the 2010s, I still own a felt wide brim hat and a lot of maroon things. I love maroon and no one will disrespect my vampire red color in my house. (It’s so dumb, why is an entire color considered cheugy? Mainstream, you ok?) Also don’t buy polyester, it just looks sad. The wrong type of sad.

The final thing. Very, very important. Goth has a big crossover with the fetish and BDSM community, thus we see a lot of harnesses, latex clothing, ridiculous heels and also nudity. If you’re a babybat, you’re probably a minor, so please protect yourself, because this scene is sadly full of weird creeps. I’m not saying you should wear a black potato sack, but maybe don’t wear a latex lingerie set, fishnets and stripper heels to any events and don’t post riskey pictures of yourself. It’s not “empowerment”, it’s dangerous. If you want to be a sex worker, wait until your an adult and REALLY think about it before starting.

AND WEAR YOUR MASK.

Have fun and remember, babybat isn’t a bad word for more experienced goths. Just a part of the community, an incredibly important one. Don’t be offended if someone calls you a babybat or a newbie, it’s most likely not with bad intent.

Creating questionable au-s is my passion

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Prince of Wiśniowiec, king of vampire drip

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See you in 2022!

#my 2021 tumblr year in review #help i had to do this like manually

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forgotn1 · 3 years

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Rules: answer 20 questions and tag 20 other blogs you want to get to know better

Tagged by @bouncing-flowers thank you for tagging me and sorry it took so long. The adhd's got me. lol

Name: Miah

Pronouns: They/them

Zodiac: Aries

Height: 6'

Nationality: American

Fav band: Kittie. There are a lot of others I also love, but Kittie has had a very heavy presence in my listening lately.

Fav artist: Dan Mumford. I bought the Fifth Element steelbook that had the most incredible artwork I'd ever seen on it and spent an hour figuring out who did the art for it. I now own several of his prints and am always looking for more.

When you created your blog: 2013? I think. I had made one before that, but never used it.

Last thing you googled: I googled the colors of a pride flag because a friend gave me a knit beanie in those colors and I couldn't remember which flag it was. (it was the non-binary flag)

Lucky number: 42. While most would assume this is because of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, it came before that (although it did cement it as my lucky number). It originally came from a book I read in early grade school called "In the Year of the Boar and Jackie Robinson."

Other blogs: I've had a few over the years, but the only one I currently use is @forgotn-unbound. It's where I put saucy stuff because putting that on the main blog fucks with some unresolved parts of growing up evangelical.

Why you chose your URL: I've been using forgotn in games and to sign my art since 1998.

How many blogs you are following: 119. I should probably follow more, but I get overwhelmed easily. lol

How many followers you have: 1,801

How many average hours of sleep: 6-7, usually

Instruments: I never formally learned how to play any instruments, but that doesn't mean I won't sit down and fuck with them until something cool happens.

Currently wearing: Basketball shorts and an electric pink muscle t-shirt.

Dream trip: I've been really wanting to take a train ride somewhere. Where exactly doesn't matter so much as the route it follows, as I'd only spend a day or two there before heading back. The train part would very much be the highlight of the trip.

Fav food: Burritos. You can have them for literally any meal and there are so many varieties.

Fav song: I've got to just go with my current favorite because if I had to choose my all-time favorite, we'd be here a while. lol Slumber Party by Ashnikko. It's so incredibly and unabashedly queer and I love it. I can't think of 20 people to tag, so I'll just tag those I can think of. lol Feel free to do this if you want, but there's no pressure.

@liftingweights-and-coffeedates, @mostlytoska, @keeyo7, @ninja-o-s, @mer-yan, @metalgearstoned

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jensungf · 4 years

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10 questions tag pt.2

hoo boi okay so ive been tagged in this a lot so im going to split it up into parts but this is alr a lot to read so if u read all of this u deserve a cookie so reply back with cookie and ima send u kithes and hugs

thank u to every who tagged me!! @byunbaekby @neocitybynight @bumblebeenct

aurora’s questions (these r from awhile back hehe

what’s your favorite dish from your culture?

i like phở gà (chicken noodle soup) or bún bò huế (hhh idk it in english)

vegetables or fruit?

fruits? i don’t like either

what’s the last book you’ve read and did you like it?

i think i had to read frankenstein for decathalon before corona hit and no i did not ugh

what inscription would you like on your tombstone?

heart nutted too hard or leyna [redacted] ; jk i actually dont know, i guess in loving memory leyna her love shall forever be remembered thru photographs bc even when the people change, the memories still stay or something (my brain is chaotic rn)

what should they teach in high school but do’t?

definitely financial literacy and how to do taxes and whatnot

who would you most like to sit next to on a 10 hours flight and why?

probs jisung or renjun bc lbr jisung and i would be the type to play smash the entire time and snack (and also if i fell asleep on his shoulder that shit would be so cute omfg) but renjun and i could continue talking for hours hahahah

what skill would you like to master?

cooking/baking!

what movie title best describes your life?

to all the boys i’ve loved before (ok not rly but i couldn’t think of much)

what’s the best way to start your day?

waking up well rested with my outfit planned and no rush getting ready to go eat brunch w my friends

what pets did you have while you were growing up?

i never had any pets hehe i’m allergic and mis padres say no

milly’s questions

where is the favourite place you’ve ever been?

i think i really like the city in toronto!! it’s super aesthetic and the vibes are amazing but i didn’t get to explore :( @longassride kidnap me pls

what is your best school subject, and if it changed drastically why?

it’s always been english haha but i’m not even that good

animated or live action films?

i prefer animated tbh the live action films i’ve seen don’t do any justice

do you play any instruments, how long for?

i play the bassoon and it’s been like 6 years (don’t need fooled i hate it)

have you told anyone irl that you have a blog?

yeah lmao a lot of my irls know and i let some follow me but we dont talk about it too much

favourite social media?

instagram or tumblr

can you quote me something from your favourite book?

“There comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart. So you'd better learn the sound of it. Otherwise you'll never understand what it's saying.” — Just Listen, Sarah Dessen

what was the last tv show you finished in its entirety?

fuck i have no idea i don’t even think ive ever finished a tv show... oops?

do you have an all time favourite nct fic on this site?

i have many so it’s so hard to choose but one of my all time favs might be @/starlightkun’s ayakashi series for jeno called featherbrain and @lovingyong’s tatbilb series for jaemin. i stayed up until 7am reading featherbrain and i didn’t stop rereading it for a wk bc it was everything i’ve ever liked in one story since i was super into otome games at one point and if i’m being honest, kelsie’s series helped move past a lot of hardships bahahah i could probably quote a few lines honestly bc they mean so much to me

if you could time travel, when would you go?

the 90s!!

sunny’s questions

If you could pick one artist to soundtrack your life, who would it be?

niki bc she is queen and relatable !!!

If you could have a Magic Eight Ball that really would answer your questions, what would you ask it?

am i going to be happy and successful?If you could bring one cryptid (supernatural creature) to life, what would you choose?

If you could bring one cryptid (supernatural creature) to life, what would you choose?

honestly that’s so hard ugh i might say angels/demons (i know that’s two but the concept has always intrigued me)

Coke or Pepsi?

coke but i don’t like either

What is your guilty pleasure?

otome games hehe but i guess just reading ff/webtoons all the time

If you had a title after your name (e.g. Alexander the Great) what would you want?

leyna the lover or some shit like that haha i rly dont know

Would you rather have a band who narrated all your movements through song or the paparazzi follow you around?

haksjsk i think band bc it doesn’t always have to be a literal narration and paparazzi would expose my every move

If you could be a K-Pop idol, would you be? Whether or not you answer yes, would you date an idol?

no i wouldn’t because it’s too much of a sacrifice to give up everything and dedicate my life to the toxic industry. and personally no i wouldn’t unless i rly loved them and it happened naturally bc it’s again a huge sacrifice and it’s difficult on both ends

When it rains, are you inside watching from the window or outside twirling in the puddles?

inside haha i could never go outside during rain

If you could time travel to any time period, which would you choose?

maybe the late 80s or 90s.. it seemed like a lot of fun to interact with people without technology. drive in movies, cheap candy, rollerskating down the boardwalk, the fashion and music, the vibes

my questions:

what is your usual resting facial expression?

what was your favorite childhood cartoon?

would you ever have kids? if so, do you have any baby names ready?

whats your favorite way to talk to people? (irl, text, call, ft, etc)

what color fits your vibe and why?

what is your preferred way to be comforted? emotional support or finding a solution?

how long have you been on tumblr?

do you wash your clothes right after you buy them or right after you wear them?

do you have an ideal type or any celeb that matches your ideal type?

do you believe in soulmates?

you’re under no obligation to do this but tagging: @lovelyjsuh @nanasarea @neolights @jaemallow @jaetyhm @glossyjaems @cherrysung @yongiefilms @juyeonzz @lovingyong @gohyuck @longassride

#leyna.txt #leyna.tags #i have more i swearrr #txt

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taebaelee · 4 years

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i was tagged by @the-darkling, thanks love! :]

rules: pick 5 shows, then answer the following questions, don’t cheat. tag 10 (or however many) people.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Stranger Things

Sense8

The 100

The Witcher

who is your favorite character in 2? Stranger Things: ooh that’s hard, I honestly don’t know? I really love the dynamic between Steve, Dustin, and Robin though; so maybe one of them?

who is your least favorite character in 1? BTVS: If I stick with the main group... I’d have to say Xander, even though I love them all.

what is your favorite episode of 4? The 100: Just like @the-darkling Primfaya would also be my favorite episode lol

what is your favorite season of 5? The Witcher: Well there is only one season so...

who is your favorite couple in 3? Sense8: Can I pick all LOL? Really the only show where I love all the main couples. If I had to pick one I’m stuck between Lito and Hernando or Nomi and Amanita.

who is your favorite couple in 2? Stranger Things: Well, the cast is mainly children, so if Joyce and Hopper happens than they’d be my fav probably :]

what is your favorite episode of 1? BTVS: Ah! There’s WAY too many! Once More with Feeling, Something Blue, Hush, Passion, Band Candy, etc-- etc. I can’t pick!

what is your favorite episode of 5? The Witcher: I’ve only watched the show once, and I honestly enjoyed them all, but I’ll say the first episode as the ending I think really draws you in.

what is your favorite season of 2? Stranger Things: Season 3

how long have you watched 1? BTVS: Been watching it since I was a kid, so at least over a decade. I used to re-watch it every year, but I haven’t done so in the last two... :[

how did you become interested in 3? Sense8: I believe @sandraohsemmy got me to watch it <3

who is your favorite actor in 4? Bob Morley: He’s just seems very sweet & kind.

which do you prefer, 1, 2, or 5? Buffy The Vampire Slayer all the way; it will forever be my favorite show!

which show have you seen more episodes of, 1 or 3? Buffy, again as I re-watch it all the time and it has more episodes.

if you could be anyone from 4, who would you be? The 100: Not sure I’d wanna be in the show-- too much stress, but I love Clarke, so I’d say Clarke lol

would a crossover between 3 and 4 work? The 100 & Sense8: Probably not lmao

pair two characters in 1 who would make an unlikely but strangely okay couple? BTVS: Hmm. I would go with Buffy and Faith.

overall, which show has the better storyline, 3 or 5? Sense8 vs The Witcher: Damn, I really, really love fantasy but sense8 has such an intriguing concept and it’s inclusion/diversity is like NO OTHER show/movie I have ever, or will ever see. So... I’ll go with Sense8.

which has the better theme music, 2 or 4? Stranger things & The 100: Both? They have some bops in ST, but the 100 has some great emotional songs like Knocking on Heavens Door!!

tagging: @zephyrcrowthorne, @reyslight, @willthewhompingwillow, @eddiebuckly, @everestv, @eleanorguthrie & anyone else who’d like to participate :]

#thanks for tagging me this was fun!#tagged in

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bewareofchris · 4 years

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Tagged by @valshaena

dogs or cats? Dogs. 100%. But our current cat is growing on me.

youtube celebrities or normal celebrities? Youtube. I don’t know how I got here.

if you could choose to live anywhere, where would it be? Beach house, 24/7

disney or dreamworks? This one is too hard. I love them both.

favourite childhood tv show? I wasn’t allowed to watch TV until I was in my teens?

the movie you are looking forward to in 2020? I’m going to be 100% real, I have NO IDEA what movies are coming out in 2020. But it’ll probably be something actiony.

favourite book you read in 2019? Good Omens?

marvel or dc? Marvel

If you chose marvel, favourite member of the x-men? From that old cartoon that my brothers would watch, probably Rogue or Gambit. From the new movies, probably Magneto.

night or day? I absolutely love sleeping, so night.

favourite pokémon? Uh, that one in Detective Pikachu movie that served them drinks?

top 5 bands/artists? Florence and the Machine, Guns n Roses, The Killers, Sam Smith??, The Lumineers! (I lost 3 years off my life doing this.)

top 10 books? My god, are you TRYING to kill me? I don’t have favorites. Ok, ok. Needful Things, The Dead Zone, Thinner, and IT by Stephen King. Basically anything Terry Pratchett. I read These Happy Golden Years by Laura Ingalls Wilder every single day, twice a day, no joke, for over a year when I was a kid.

top 4 movies? HAVE I EVEN WATCHED FOUR MOVIES. Fine, fine. I’m of the opinion that the director’s cut or whatever of The Ring is the most perfect movie I’ve ever seen. It’s been years now so I don’t remember why. Live. Die. Repeat/Edge of Tomorrow was awesome. Coal Miner’s Daughter has been a consistent favorite of mine. (How do these things happen to me? I just don’t know.) Lilo and Stitch? Yes. Lilo and Stitch.

us or europe? Not sure what you’re asking. Europe probably has an edge over the US at present, but I’m not a traveler so...

tumblr or twitter? twi-huh? I don’t social media.

favourite vacation destination? THE BEACH. ANY BEACH. FIND ME A BEACH.

favourite youtuber? I feel like we’ve established this is a thing I just can’t do.

favourite author? Middle-years Stephen King? Terry Pratchett is my new fav.

tea or coffee? Tea gives me migraines.

otp? Right now? Bobo Del Rey/Doc fucking Holliday

do you play an instrument/song? Nope. Writing is my sole talent, sadly.

If anyone is interested in completing this delightful survey consider yourself tagged.

#a tagging game #about me

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goldenhour-goldenboy · 5 years

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The Break Up (pt.2)

(repost bc dumblr loves to do me like that and shit ain’t showing up in the tags)

primordialhandmaidan asked: You know the scene in the Notebook were Noah tell Ally "I want you. Always a forever, all of you" or something like that. Could you write something with that for Will and his S/O?

So, two things first:

1. I haven’t seen the notebook (I know, I know) and I only know like the basic plot a bit, kinda and had to hop over to youtube to watch the scene, which wasn’t that .. it’s not like it’s bad or anything, you know? Just, those kinda movies are mostly way too dramatic for me sooooo … But I liked it. I liked it enough that I can picture it with Will and that’s all that matters and if it’s your fav movie that’s fine as well :) Just putting it out there that I have never seen it from start to finish and therefore please don’t come for me if it’s not “like in the movie”.

2) Because the last Will thing I wrote got an incredible amount of feedback (thank you so much for that, I highly appreciate it!) I mixed the requests for a second part together with this one bc … it worked? Idk it seemed like a good opportunity, lol.

3) This got incredibly long, so I’ve put the rest under the cut :)

Part One | Part Two

It’s odd, you think. All of this is very, very odd to you and doesn’t feel real in the slightest. The noise of the other guests just fade off into the background, suddenly you don’t feel the cold glass of champagne in your hands an, miss the pointe of a joke you weren’t listening to in the first place. All your eyes can focus on is Will across the garden, starring back at you.

It’s odd and you think to yourself you’ve never seen him like this, never expected to have to. Will looks … well, he’s Will so the word ‘thin’ doesn’t feel right but he certainly doesn’t look healthy, he doesn’t look right. You can’t really put your finger on it for a moment. It’s not the weight, he still holds himself up high, shoulder’s square in a tension that he’ll probably never quite get rid off, to deeply impregnated in his mind from the years and years of physical training. It’s not his eyes, shocked yet totally focused on you over the yard, completely ignoring the host and her husband, still grasping the lightly blue package of a present in his hands - his hands.

The memories come rushing back before you get to draw a sharp breath, slapping you in the face with little details you’ve thought you’ve forgotten about him, how he likes this one cup because it just the right size for him his big fingers to curl around it to warm up in the morning. How gentle his knuckles brushed over your cheek, how he used this one balm for his constantly dry skin that smelled like, like - the lost memory jerks you back into reality, back to Will who’s still looking at you and the chatter of people around you.

You blink. It feels as if the world takes a deep breath, inhaling, slowing everything around you down to an almost freeze - before slamming you back into your body. Suddenly you’re aware of the noise and the people around you, every inch of your body on fire and before you know it you’re putting as much distance between you and Will as you possibly can - Will, who’s gripping the baby blue gift so tightly he crunches up the wrapping on the edges. You’re almost at your car, parked on the street out front, when you hear someone following you down the narrow driveway but you keep walking. You don’t want to hear it. Whatever he has to say, you decide, he can keep it to himself.

“Maybe he’s sorry.” A tiny part of you pipes up and you thrust your hand into your bag so hard, searching blindly for your keys, you tear your skin on something sharp. A string of curses leave your lips just as Will starts to speak.

“Y/N - ”

“Safe it.” Your head moves on instinct in his direction but you avert your eyes immediately, barely a glance with hard eyes and an even harder face.

“I just - “

“No.”

His voice drops to the calming tone that used to work wonders. Now it makes you furious. “Just let me -”

“I really don’t want to hear it, Will.” His name slips out in an angry rush before you can think about it and you instantly regret it. His face changes.

“Look, I didn’t want this to happen and I know it’s not fair, but -”

“No.” You put as much force into word it feels strong enough to stop a herd of wild bulls. Something inside you shifts and your barely kept composure crumbles. You explode. “No! None of all of this is fair and it’s not going to get any better so would you just - “You take a shaky breath, trying to lower your voice before you yell down the whole neighborhood.” - just leave me be.”

“I didn’t want to hurt you.” You feel as if you’re back in the damn kitchen.

“But you did, William. You broke my fucking heart and I’m the one who’s left to pick up the pieces you caused! It took me weeks to get myself off the ground so please, just leave me be and excuse me if I don’t want to be in your presence right now.”

“I’m leaving.” He offers and you can see it in his eyes he’s desperate to grasp anything that he’s able to do. “I’m leaving and you can go back and everything’s going to be fine.”

“No need, I’m not in the mood for a party anymore.”

Nothing follows. You know he’s still behind you, hands probably rubbing the back of his neck in a nervous habit. A part of you doesn’t care that he’s still standing there, waiting. A part of you does. A part of you wonders why he’s hovering all of the sudden. Will was never the one to push you when you told him to stop but now his presence is overbearing with something unspoken. Your hand hovers over the car door.

“I didn’t know you were coming.”

You fumble with your keys. “Yeah, well. Hannah’s been my friend for six years, of course I’d come to her - “ the word engagement gets stuck in your throat, it feels slimy on the back of your tongue. ” celebration.”

A painful expression settles over Will’s face, as if you’ve physically taken a step forward and slapped him. You surprised to not find any guilt about your words hurting him as you reach inside yourself and listen. This has been cooking inside you for a while.

“I don’t want to ruin this for you.” Will swallows, his voice becoming calm. The smoother he gets, the more angrier you get. “I don’t want you to leave because of me.”

You scoff. “You didn’t mind me leaving the house a few months ago.”

Another slap to Will’s face. You can see his jaw work, teeth grinding from suppressed emotions. You hope there’s guilt involved in the mix. “Y/N…”

“Don’t.” You draw a deep breath. “Just … let me go.” This time you bite your tongue before another snappy remark makes it past your lips.

“It hurts me as well.”

“I doubt that.” You mouth tastes bitter. “And I truly don’t care.”

“I think I’ve made a mistake.”

You freeze. Keys in hand, eyes on the hood of your car, you freeze.

Will breaths out and repeats. “I think I’ve made a big fucking mistake.”

You’re sure you grip the door so hard it has your fingers imprinted on the door for forever now. Thoughts rush through your head, an insane amount of questions but none of them make it past your lips. Will takes you not taking off immediately as enough encouragement to continue on.

“I was a fucking idiot that week and I … I got inside my head and somehow convinced myself that this. “He gestures between you and him. “Couldn’t work and I got - I was so sure we’d just end up hurting each other. I really thought I was doing the right thing but ever since that night it just … it doesn’t feel right anymore.” A rasp makes it’s way into Will’s voice and now your eyes sneak back to him. “Nothing feels right anymore. I thought this was wanted I wanted but … it’s not. It’s just not.” He takes another breath. “It’s you, it’s always been you. I know I fucked up, I know that now and I’m sorry. I did this terrible thing to you, to us and I can’t take it back. I just wish I …” He stops. There’s nothing more to say.

It feels like someone dunked you underwater, the flood of information simply being too much for you to comprehend. You can’t help blow out a breathy, unbelieving laugh. “What am I supposed to do with that now?” You’re eyes look around the driveway helplessly. “What the fuck do I do with that, Will?”

“I just wanted you to know. Maybe to know that I’m just as fucked up from this.” Will’s face has softened, his breathing coming back to normal and although doubt still lingers at the back of your mind he somewhat looks relieved. “It’s all.”

He’s stretching his limit and he knows it. His words echo in your head, over and over again like an avalanche rushing down your body and ripping off every band aid you’ve so carefully applied in the last couple of weeks, feelings purring out of the cut as you still stare at him. Will retaliates quickly before you work yourself into another moment of panic, taking one calculated step forward with his eyes steady on you.

“This is all, I promise. I will leave you now, you can go back to the party or go home and we’ll never speak of it again.” The thought, weirdly enough, turns your spine to ice.” But if you don’t want that, if there’s some part that’s still not done and doesn’t hate me completely …. then let me call you.” He studies your face, letting his words sink in for a moment before speaking up again. “I’m in town till the end of next week. And then again in a few weeks. Whenever you like.”

And there he is - the William Miller you’ve known for years, who just knows that this is as much as you can take for one night, who gives you time and space because it’s what he does, always suggesting, rarely pushing. His voice gets low and gentle, sliding over to you and cradles you in that warmth you’ve been so used to. His eyes are searching your face for any sign at all, eyes underneath thick lashes you remember so well.

“I’ve changed my number.” You mumble but even to your ears it sounds more like an excuse.

A small smile slips onto Will’s face and you think this is the last straw for you, before your knees buckle and give out but he wipes it off a second later. “Yeah, i’ve noticed that.” His hand slides to the inside of his jacket and he offers you his phone.

You stare at it. The sentence stirs something inside you, a tiny spot glowing in your chest, warm and … hopeful. You grab Will’s phone from his out stretched hand and punch your digits into the phone before it has the chance to grow into something more. As you hand it back your fingers brush against his palm and this time you have to bite your cheek to ignore the stirring.

It’s odd, you think pulling out and looking into the review mirror one last time, how you can be angry at him this much and still hope he calls.

#triple frontier #triple frontier imagine #william miller #william ironhead miller #william miller imagine #william miller x reader #william miller fanfiction #william ironhead miller x reader #william ironhead miller imagine #william ironhead miller fanfiction #charlie hunnam fanficition #charlie hunnam imagine

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zombryz · 5 years

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A Drummers hands (Part 2)

~ Machine Gun Kelly as Tommy Lee Imagine ~

Just a heads up! Read before continuing:

I’m just writing and going with the flow, I’m not sure how many parts this will be so buckle up and enjoy the ride!

**There is cursing, smut, abuse, and multiple partners **

Tags for my favs: @colsons-crue @stevenandsam @inthebackofmycarlaytheirbodies @lain-ee

You woke up to yelling, you rubbed your eyes as you yawned yourself awake. “FUCK YOU AND FUCK YOUR MOTHER!” you hear Roxie yell. You stand up quick realizing something is wrong. As you walk down the corridor you hear Tommy yelling back now, “Get the fuck out!” and all of a sudden there was silence. You stop in your tracks unsure if you want to open the curtain to whatever shit show was going down in the front of the bus. Peeking your head out from behind the curtain you see Roxie bent over with blood in her mouth, she looked pissed. Tommy starts walking towards you and you close the curtain and jump back into your bed. He passes you with anger filled footsteps. You slowly turn off the bed and follow him to the bathroom “Hey Tommy, it’s (Y/N)... everything okay?” you say in the sweetest voice you can. You hear sniffling before the door opens. You look up to Tommy and lock eyes with him, it's so sad seeing his ocean eyes filled with tears. “Yeah I’m fine, Roxie is a cunt... I didn’t mean to hit her..” he looks down at his hand as its shaking uncontrollably, “Hey, hey, hey, it's ok... Shhh.” you grab his hand to try and stop the shaking, you look in the mirror behind him and notice that there is blood coming from his left shoulder blade. “Tommy, you’re bleeding,” you answer still with the gentlest voice possible. “Oh yeah, you can thank THAT BITCH!” He yells towards the front of the bus in hopes that she can hear him. You slowly push him into the bathroom and close the door behind you. You sit Tommy down on the toilet and tell him to take his shirt off. “uhh, ok,” Tommy responds with puppy dog eyes but in a matter of seconds he's tugging his shirt off. It's funny, he's so tall that even when he's sitting on the toilet his eyes are almost parallel to yours. You grab the hydrogen peroxide out from under the sink along with a bandage. “This might sting a little,” you say with the cap to the hydrogen peroxide bottle in your mouth before blotting the soaked cotton ball on his wound. “Ouch, damn.” he hisses. You cover up his cut and he turns around towards you to say thank you with tears still fresh in his eyes. “We haven't stopped the bus yet which means she's still on. Can I lay in your bunk until she gets off this fucking bus?” he tried responding in a smile. “Yeah drummer boy, I gotcha.” you giggle before twirling and walking out of the bathroom back to the front of the bus. Tommy whispers “fuck” under his breath but you didn't hear it.

You and the band arrive in a small town where their next gig was going to be. You haven't spoken to Tommy since the whole bathroom incident and you didn’t really mind, you and the band would play small pranks on each other like hiding the toothpaste and hanging the boys' underwear out the window. Tommy always got a kick out of your humor but operation Nikki was still in effect, at this point it was just fun being around all of the boys. Tom would get upset with you occasionally because this was his job and you kept fucking around. The band was sitting in the front of the bus when Tom tried to tell you to calm down. “Okay dad, whatever.” he rolled his eyes at you, you guessed that playing that baby powder to the face prank on him was a bad idea, oh well. “Wait, you call Tom dad?” Nikki turned to you with an intrigued look in his face, this was the first time he really acknowledged you so you took what you could get. “Yeah, but I could call you daddy,” you responded with a wink. Nikki got up and walked over to you, your legs were laid out across the couch seats and you were chewing bubble gum. He picked up your legs to sit down and put your legs back over his lap. “Hmmm, what else do you want to call me doll face?” he replied in an almost seductive manner. “Okay, okay stop” Tommy shouted in an irritated fashion. “What?” Nikki responded, this almost struck up a very awkward conversation for Tommy because he didn't know how to reply before the bus came to a sudden stop. The boys got up one by one before walking out of the bus, it appeared to be a hotel in the middle of nowhere. Looks like this was going to be your home for the night. You and Tommy were the last ones to get off the bus, “Do you really have a thing for Sixx, (Y/N)?” Tommy says with jealousy in his eyes. You didn’t really know why the drummer was approaching you, he still seemed fucked up over Roxie and he would flirt with girls every night after a concert. If there was really something there it would’ve happened already seeing as your both single. “What’s it to ya, Lee,” you reply with a pop of a bubble between your lips. The drummer fell back his last words before getting off the bus were, “Whatever, man.”

Nikki walked over to you and put his arm around your shoulder before whispering in your ear, “I’m going to sneak into your hotel room tonight,” he bit your ear and it sent shivers down your spine. You reached up and licked his neck in response, “Okay babe, I’ll be waiting.” Nikki winked at Tommy who was walking behind the two of you, he was pretty upset seeing Nikki being flirty with you. Nikki had a type and it wasn't you, you were just going to be another fuck to Nikki. Tommy was a hopeless romantic and he was starting to fall for you and he couldn't stop himself.

You went up to your hotel room, Tom came to apologize for being so mean to you earlier. You hugged him and told him you loved him. The two of you agreed to get breakfast in the morning as a makeup date for not being able to spend time with him for the past few weeks. You showered and lotioned your body. You were ready for Nikki to come upstairs, you hear a knock on your door and go to answer. You opened the hotel door to a tall lanky figure with shaggy dark hair, definitely not who you were expecting. “Tommy, what are you doing?” you walked back into your hotel room leaving the door open as an open invitation for him to come in. “Listen, (Y/N) I love Nikki but you don't want him.” You can’t believe how upset he is. “Tommy, I-” you start to say before he cuts you off as he's pacing around your hotel room. “No, he was talking about fucking you all night and I couldn’t take it. I don’t want you to be someone's sex toy.” You were sitting on your bed in a towel and he was so heated he didn’t even notice. You stood up and placed your hand on his shoulder to stop him in his tracks, “Tommy, I don’t care about being his sex toy. I just want to have sex, it doesn't matter to me if he never talks to me again. I don't want to be in a relationship. You don’t have to worry about me okay?” he doesn’t say anything for a minute, he looks hurt. Tommy was a hopeless romantic and you didn’t like seeing him hurt. You figured you’d comfort him in the only way you knew how so you let your towel drop to the floor. Tommy looked you up and down before moving forward and cupping your face into a kiss. It was longing and sweet, it felt loving, nothing like anything you’ve felt before. Tommy was so tall you had to stand on your tippy toes to kiss him, he must’ve known that it was a struggle for you because he picked you up and you ended up wrapping your legs around his torso. You were kissing him on his neck and his face, anywhere that you could plant a kiss you did. You bit his lip as he walked you over to the bed and placed you down. You saw those blue-green ocean eyes you loved so much. You hated that you actually did want to be in a relationship with Tommy. It felt like this could be a forever thing. He reciprocated kisses and made his way down your neck and you let soft moans escape your lips. You suddenly jolted at the sudden knock at the door causing you to bump heads with Tommy. It was Nikki, it had to be. Tommy stood up fast and you sat up on the bed looking for your towel. You were so heated you just wanted Tommy to come back to bed. For some reason Tommy walked over to the door, you could still see his bulge inside his tight leather pants, it was honestly already bigger than any other boy you’d been with. “It’s Nikki,” Tommy states peeking through the peephole, “and he has-” You mind wandered, he has what? “He has flowers..” Tommy’s voice broke. Flowers? Why did Nikki bring you flowers if you were just going to be his “fuck” for the night? “You have to let him in (Y/N), I’ve never seen him so giddy,” Tommy said looking down at his feet. “UHH, just a second you yelled through the door. You were face to face standing with Tommy at the door now, he looked so sad and all you wanted to do was kiss him and tell him everything was ok. Now that you had tasted his lips you craved more. “What are you going to do?” you asked before Tommy shrugged not knowing himself, “I’ll sneak out while he's in the bathroom or something!” “Okay,” you agreed shoving Tommy in the closet. You grabbed one of Tom’s oversized band T-shirts and threw it on over your body to greet Nikki at the door.

You opened the hotel door yet again and met Nikki who seemed so eager to be in the room with you. “Hey Nik,” you started grabbing the flowers he handed you. “Hey Dollface,” he kissed your forehead before walking into the room. You’ve never seen Nikki like this, it was almost like he was love struck and you didn’t know why. Nikki sat on your bed before turning the TV on. “Hey Nik, can you come kill a spider that was in the bathroom with me earlier?” you called from inside the bathroom giving Tommy his cue to leave. Nikki walks into the bathroom and looks for the spider. Tommy sneaks out and walks back to his hotel room in distress, he didn’t want to leave you. You looked so beautiful and he wanted nothing more than to spend the night with you but he also didn’t want to hurt his best friend. He closed his eyes and hoped to god that you wouldn’t fuck him.

Nikki was down on his knees looking for the spider under the sink, you were sitting on top of it. You almost forgot that you weren’t wearing any underwear until Nikki reminded you, “Oh wow,” he said looking between your legs as he stood up from the floor. “Is that for me?” he asked you didn’t really know what to do so you responded with “mhm” as you bit your lip. You couldn’t stop thinking about what just happened between you and Tommy. What would happen tomorrow? What do you do right now with Nikki? These thoughts were racing through your head. You stopped thinking when you surprisingly felt the bass player’s face go between your legs. Wow. His tongue felt good, you spread your legs letting him do his thing. You grabbed the mirror behind you and moaned in response. He stood up and started kissing you while you still sat on the counter, you didn’t want it to stop. All you wanted was to feel good. Nikki ran his hand up your thigh and under your oversized t-shirt, he stuck his fingers inside you and started sucking on your neck. You kissed him back hard but thought about Tommy. You finally realized you had a splitting headache. Nikki stopped and asked if you were ok. “No.” you replied and Nikki brushed your hair out of your face. “You’re so beautiful, (Y/N). For you, I’d be willing to wait” He sounded sincere. Nikki carried you to bed and invited himself into bed with you. He fell asleep within minutes while you laid awake. You had blue balled two Motley Crue boys in one night. You didn’t want to believe it but you somehow got yourself into a love triangle. “Fuck,” you whisper under your breath.

#machine gun kelly #tommy lee #the dirt #colson baker #mgk #mgk imagine

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purplellamanator · 4 years

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Thanks for the tag @mirrorfalls ✌️

Name: Kay 🤙

Nickname: Kay as said above 😂

Gender: Female

Star Sign: Is this like my horoscope? If so I’m a Taurus ♉️

Current Time: Probably by the time I finish this 9 👏

Favorite Artists: oh jeez is this like music or actual art- like Mona Lisa art? To be honest I’m not one for art. I’m terrible at it myself but the best art I’ve seen is usually always done by fans of something else. If we are talking music we will be here forever if I list everybody. Fav band is Metallica. I love Marilyn Manson but I pretty much listen to anything that is not country music 👌

Song Stuck in My Head: After watching BNHA, I cannot get that sing Might out of my head! I love 😍 Not the one during the music festival. At risk of having things thrown at me I didn’t really like that song 😬

Last Movie I Saw: I think it was the most recent Annabelle movie but I can’t be positive 😐

Last Thing I Googled: Boku no Hero Academia Season 4 OST 🤓

Other Blogs: the iron tator is my main blog that I don’t really use nearly as much as this one!

Do I Get Asks: I do! It’s not like a constant thing of people blowing up my messages but it’s mostly when I open my requests. Every once in awhile I’ll get a nice compliment or even a question about one of my stories which I love receiving as well 🙏💜

Reason For URL: My favorite color is purple, the animal llamas 🦙 was part of a joke with my friends when I was in school and the -nator part comes from the movie Terminator 😂 I know- there’s too much going on there 😂

Following: 139 💜 Some of them I think have gone silent 😂

Average Sleep: Oh god 😂 surely not enough! I work in a pharmacy so as you can probably guess right now, not a lot 😂

Lucky Number: 3

Currently Wearing: Shorts and a deatheater tank top ✌️

Dream Job: I always wanted to be a teacher but by this point in my life I don’t think that will ever happen 😂

Dream Trip: I am very blessed to have the friends that I do and in having them I have been able to go all over the world already. But besides Japan because I know that is just like a given for everybody, I actually really wanted to go to South Korea 🇰🇷 just the food and everything! I would love to go when everything hopefully calms down 😍

Favorite Food: Man I am a carnivore. Steak!! Give me steak 🥩

Instruments: I can play the flute and in doing so can also play a piccolo. I always wanted to learn how to play the piano though!

Favorite Song: Gosh this changes like the weather for me! Right now I am raving to the Demon Slayer opening Gurenge by LiSa and the Crossing Field from Sword Art Online which is also by LiSa. Then there is the Might song from BNHA. But this will likely change in like a week 😂 so ��‍♀️

I’m gonna tag @icedcoffeeanyone and @rachel-dalles 💜

#asks #thanks for tagging me ☺️

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whatmakesmebleed · 5 years

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tagged by the lovely @coffeexwhiskey thanks. This was fun.

1. Zodiac Sign: Virgo through and through. I used to deny it but no yeah I’m a total Virgo and proud of it.

2. Last thing I googled: well I google everything. To the point other people know I will and ask me to google stuff. Apparently it’s a Virgo thing too but the last thing I remember for sure. I was writing a board for work about Illnesses you can’t work with and was making sure I spelled Jaundice right.

3. Song stuck in my head: that damn Lizzo one. I just walk around telling people they could have had a bad bitch.

4. Favorite musicians: I kind of prefer songs over musicians but I do miss living in SoCal and going to see my fav singer songwriters all the time. I’ve seen Tyler Hilton and Tyrone Wells like 16 times each. Sometimes twice in one day. They aren’t as easy to see living in Central Oregon but I do what I can. I also love musicals. 90’s rap and 2000’s pop. Emo and rock were my 20’s faze. I will just listen to anything and everything.

5. Do you get asks: I used to back in my first round of tumblr posting about 6 or 7 years ago. Not so much now but I’m open to them.

6. Amount of 💤: if I’m being good and go to bed at 7:30 a good 8 hours but that never happens. I work at 4:30 in the morning 5 days a week so usually a good 5 to 6 will keep me sane.

7. Lucky number: 12. Don’t know why just have always liked it.

8. What are you wearing: a Star Wars Princess Leia sweatshirt and some black and grey star patterned leggings filled with holes from my dogs jumping on me. Also currently have a dog on my lap since I just got home from work and he’s excited.

9. Dream trip: I got to experience part of it last year finally going to Ireland. I very much want to live there. Next up I want to go to Scotland. France. Spain. Switzerland. And back to Ireland and Italy. Cities I really want to explore. London. Bristol(thank you Skins for this one) Paris. Venice. I get my bachelors next spring and I’m hopefully planning a trip for September.

10. Instruments you play: none. I mean I can play some stuff on the piano self taught and I can sing and dance. I had an awful music teacher as a child and it kind of scarred me from instruments but I still would love to learn the drums one day.

11. Languages you speak: English. I have leaned both Spanish and Italian but I understand it better than I can speak it. I need to hear more cause I’d love to be better at speaking it as I am both. Would also love to learn French one day.

12. Favorite song: oh man. I know it’s cheesy but Hallelujah any and every version. I also have a soft spot for Hometown Glory by Adele and Call your Girlfriend by Robyn.

13. Random fact: I own my house. Bought it on my own with stock from working at Starbucks for 17 years. Ironically my dream has always been to living in an apartment in a big city. There’s still time.

14. Cats or dogs: I’m an equal opportunist. I have 3 cats. Loki. Vader. Calypso. And two dogs. Rogue and Zeppelin. I guess it I had to pick I’m a cat person but my pups are my babes. I just like animals.

15. Aesthetic: I’m a bit of a mixed bag. I suffer from anxiety and depression so I can get super dark. But I love sunsets and sunrises and dancing like a fool. I lean to introvert but I love hanging out with friends and make them easily. I just suck at keeping up with them. I love love and yet have no desire to seek it. I’m all over the place but it’s me.

16. 🎶playlist on shuffle: gonna go ahead and shuffle my most played playlist on Spotify.

Chandelier- Sia. My goal is to one day work up the courage to do this one for karaoke. I love Sia though. When I lived in Long Beach my boss made me take a long break to listen to the radio and tell her who sang the song. It was Sia.

Hello-Adele. I refused to listen to this song when it came out. I just wasn’t in that head space for sad Adele. I heard it for the first time driving to work at 4 in the morning. Clearly I liked it.

Powerful-Major Lazer, Ellie Goulding. I’m a big fan of male/female singers collaborating. “There’s an energy when you hold me”. I just dig the lyrics.

Work It- Missy Elliot. I will literally stop what I’m doing and dance to this song when it comes on. If I’m at a club and we were talking I would be gone mid-sentence to the dance floor. This is my song!

Girls Chase Boys-Ingrid Michealson. It’s just catchy and fun to sing. I like it.

Home- Edward Sharpe and the Magnetics. If I was in a band this is the vibe I would want. Singing with a male vocalist and just vibing. I do hate the talking part though.

Butterfly-Crazytown. Ok this song is terrible but in that horribly good way. It reminds me of high school. Yeah. I’m a little old. But it’s so silly and I know all the words and I love just singing it loudly.

Stolen Dance- Milky Chance. I honestly haven’t listened to this in a long time. It was fun when it came out but then it was everywhere.

2 Heads-Coleman Hell. This song actually kind of makes me sad. It reminds me of my old roommates and inside jokes. We don’t really talk anymore. But that’s the joy of music. It can take you to happy and sad times. And though I get sad the times were happy.

When I was your Man- Bruno Mars. I never listen to this song and I have no idea how it got on my favorites yet I keep it there and skip over it.

So a bonus number 11.

Hometown Glory-Adele. I first heard this on Skins when Cassie runs through NYC. RIP Chris Miles. I loved it and even had it as a ringtone on my chocolat phone. People were like who is that. And look at Adele now.

tagging @qwillow @gendryadempsie @thereluctantbadger @valsore and pretty much anyone who wants go do it. Sorry if you’ve already been tagged.

#get to know me

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icharchivist · 5 years

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Hiii what’s this HPM manga you’re live-blogging about? It looks interesting

oH HI!!

Oh my god where do i even start with this it’s actually kinda cheesy dkjhfd

So actually the manga is not even exactly the official thing it’s kind of a bonus jkdhfd but basically if you’ve seen me ramble about it for a few.... weeks? months? I lost count -

It’s based on a fictional musical universe called Hypnosis Mic, (hypmic for short, i tag it hpm so it doesn’t clog the tags) so it’s actually the songs/drama tracks that are the most important storytelling wise, but they adapted the way each bands formed in manga form (so the first drama track of each of the band’s albums)

Honestly the worldbuilding is really cheesy but it’s honestly all a pretext for the songs, basically weapons had been made illegal after the new government came to power after WW3 and were remplaced instead by Hypnosis Microphones, weapons that are only powerful with your words and flow and all of that, which gives waves sounds that affects directly the brain so the more on point they are the more they hurt and they can be deadly. (as i said, cheesy)

And in this universe there are state organized territoriy battles where each of the 4 Divisions around the center of the city well, fight for territories, in glorified gladiator’s battle for the enjoyement of the center of the city’s territory (long story)

Each band has a specific aesthetic/theme going on, huh, the intro song puts it better than i would (and imo this is the place where you should start the story)

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(here’s a link with a playlist of the songs and previews while i’m at it, and here’s a translation to this song in particular and here’s a ref for all the rest of the translations)

I should mention that the project was kickstarted by 12 seiyuu which is why it’s such a weird format, but they also do so in collaboration with a lot of rap bands in Japan and gives them credits and spotlights with each songs, so it ended up being kind of a heartfull fiction to bring some spotlight to a style that is otherwise a bit overlooked in Japan, which i find kinda sweet personally.

And I should mention that as it works as Rap Battle, during battle seasons it’s actually us as the Audience who pick who wins the Battles, which is kindof a very fun thing goign on??? the first Battle Season is over now and the new one is barely starting so we already had our winner and all, but i really like how they involve the audience in the way the plot unfold ahah

Anyway my favs are Fling Posse and i love them SO MUCH, and like every characters have different personalities and backstory that makes it all fun (i went in details that might be spoilery there if you want) and anyway Fling Posse ruined my life,

AS FOR THE MANGA so far there had been 3 of the manga adaptations that were translated, there’s a 4th one on the road of being published though and huuuuh how to explain.

Basically the Story is told by music album, and each album has about 2 Drama Tracks - a Main story one and a Sidestory one. In the first 4 album, the first drama track are about how each band formed, and the second establish the dynamics inside the band.

The manga covers the first drama tracks: The first manga covers the Buster Bros and Mad Trigger Crew first drama tracks,�� The second manga (that i’m currently rereading) covers the Fling Posse and Matenrou’s first drama track. (ah although i should warn, cw self harm in the Matenrou’s part and regular violence in the MTC’s and MTR’s manga)

The Third manga is still ongoing and it covers the prequel of the story, that also happens to be the prequel of the Drama Track from..... the 8th album? I think? The Champion’s album. It might be super confusing to read without knowing the story at all tbh, i’m linking it just in case.

The Fourth one hadn’t been published yet but it seems it will cover the Before the Battle’s Drama Tracks (so the Drama Tracks set before the Rap Battle’s albums)

Anyway the chronology is on the translation masterpost i linked, and i would enter more in depth (and share actual links to the full stuff in private if willing - the fandom tends to keep our illegal sharing in private while we can kdjhfdf) - but yeah the manga really is just a bonus adaptation of the intro parts.

If you want to read them at least to get a glimpse at the characters you’re free to do so though - i mean it’s really a character driven story after all so getting to know the characters before deciding to get into it is always a good try. (i DO think it’s more interesting to know the solo songs of each characters before jumping in the story developped in the manga/drama track since it gives you infos about each of them, but it’s up to you)

It’s just that the whole parts where they prove each other by rap battle is REALLY CHEESY in Silent Manga ahah, it works better in the drama tracks. And that since it adapts only the first drama tracks you might not see why i care about some dynamics (For exemple i’m obsessed with Gentaro and Dice’s dynamic but they have yet to adapt their dynamic on paper. Or well, the latest preview did but i’m not touching how much i’ve been screaming since-)

God I make it sound more complicated than it is, all i mean is, check out the playlist i’ve linked, check out the translation link, and if you want to try out the manga since this is all the introductions of the characters you still wouldn’t miss much even if they don’t cover all the drama tracks, it might be a good introduction if you’re curious.

And if you need a more organized “how to get into it step by step” i may try to do something more coherent to justify it jdkhfdjk i’m just. very all over the place when it comes to this fandom ahah

hope you have fun with this to start with at least?

Take care and let me know if you need more infos :3c

#trying to publish the ask hoping it works this time #i'm very emotional about hypmic i'm sorry dkjfhdf #ichafantalks hpm #kibaes #ichareply #Edit: oh thanks god asks are back to normal wouuuh

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Yo you should answer all of these scene questions👀👀

:OOO

you think so lad???? shit dawg i was thinkin just a few at a time but if that what u want my dear nonnie i will supply

1. wats ur scene name?

i was thinkin maybe ‘gods mistake’ would be a good one but then. i found a way to make it both danganronpa related, and, even better, a fucking pun as well. ‘kamukura kamukura jasqueen’, or just ‘kamukura jasqueen’ for short is good k thxxx

2. describe ur dream outfit!

oooo gosh this ones trickyy!! there are so many good outfits out there, especially in the scene community!! but it’d have to have a few tiny elements of dr cosplay to add a lil of my dangan-weeb culture in there ofc! more specifically, id really love to get one of kazuichis jumpsuit and just wig out and add shit like this just because i could:

(id just rlly love going out in all those glowy/shiny things at night like all that haha..and yes the shoes would probably kill me/my fuckin feet if i tried to walk in them but shut up i love them theyre cute as fuck)

3. describe ur dream haircut!

oo another tricky one!! i do like my regular hair, and honestly id be lying if i said i didnt love ibuki’s hairdo too but id defs have to go with something like this!!

yaaaassss, so pretty and spikeeeey! maybe id dye my natural hair colour black and/or add some funky colours if i ever actually got this style down!

4. describe ur dream room!

i have a lot of ideas for dream bedrooms actually, but heres a visual image of one of them i found!!!

MIKU ROOM MIKU ROOM MIKU ROOM MIKU ROOM

(this specific idea arose mainly just for the aesthetic but i also find it super cute and a good environment to be in general hhhnnggg)

5. if u could make anything out of kandi, wat would u make?

oh you mean those colourful beads and bracelet things??? i love those man!!! theyre so visually appealing to me aaaaa…id probably just make a fuck-ton of those and most probably use the little letter beads to say random words/phrases like ‘aubergine’ and ‘despacito’ knowing my shitposter self lmaooo! id definitely make a sansmaeda themed one too thoo fr

6. wat would u write on ur shoez?

it’d probably range from things like a simple kaomoji doodle to something randum and stupid like ‘seesaw’ bc yes asjnd

7. wat kinda piercingz/tattooz do u hav/want?

i dont think i rlly want any real piercings (at least not atm) but id totally go for those fake stick-on gemstone lookin’ ones! and as for tattoos, i cant rlly see myself gettin one of those rn either, but id want something like a mario power-up, preferably the bell one/cat suit powerup!!! its my favorite powerup and its sooo cute!!!

8. fave genrez?

i dont rlly have a specific genre, i like most kinds of music, but i rlly like energetic music that i can dance tooo!!! >w

9. fave bandz?

im a big fan of gorillaz and botdf!!! i like p!atd as well but havent listened to it in a while.. gatta catch up loool

10. fave songz?

my favs alternate a lot, but atm im super into ‘slow dancing in the dark’ by joji!!! so much emotiooon quq…also rlly hooked on botdf and jefree star’s ‘sexting’ tooo lmaooo

11. fave lyricz?

‘The world keeps spinning Among this sinning Oh what a cruel and disgusting place The purest moonlight Is bloodied by plight And screaming resonants But somehow I know That it’s all for show The world will reveal it’s true beauty soon And we’ll all reach towards the moon ‘

its so deep but its from a fucking kaito momota fansong and i love that asnkjdnefe

12. hav u evr been to a concert?

not in a damn long while my lad,, rip australians not havin many artists they like from other countries tour there ;-;

13. do u wanna be in a band?

ive always thought thatd be pretty cool ngl!!! tourin around with ur bandmate friends, makin awesome fuckin tunes, people lovin u and ur music, just livin the dream in general,, nice

14. wats da best soda/energy drink flavour?

havent rlly had any as of rn my lad so i wouldnt know :/

15. wat do u miss most abt old internet?

i loved that we could all just be ourselves and act like the kids we are inside without bein reprimanded at all.. it aint rlly that much of an issue for me but i still think itd be a lot nicer if it was like that again sometimes,,

16. wats da best old meme?

ooohhh there are so many i still miss man! numa numa ermagerd and doge still remind me of the glory days…when old animeme was good and you could still haz ur cheezburgers in peace. also rage comics! rage comics were good what happened

17. best place 2 buy clothez?

i dont think theres any hot topics in australia but if there is. i will hunt it down you hear me

18. wat r ur fave accessoriez?

OH THERES SO MANY GOOD ONES??? as i stated b4 i rly love kandi bracelets and other glowy/led things!!! also rlly love ties with cute and fun patterns and long colourful and/or ripped socks like ibuki’s too hehe

19. wats ur best tip fr ppl that just got into scenecore?

im not rlly the best at advice, but my main point would be-just hav fun here dudes!!! dont let anyone else bulli u abt it, we’re supportive people, u can talk to me or anyone else whos willin to listen an/or help for reassurance ofc

20. opinion on furbiez?

oOH MY GOD YES. FURBIES. MY BABIES I WANT 10 OF THESE CHILDREN…I ACTUALLY HAVE A FURBY HE LIKES SLEEPING IN HIS SPECIAL DRAWER AND HIS NAME IS TINGLE I ADORE HIM I’LL POST A OF PICTURE LATER MAYBE

21. opinion on funko popz?

i like em and ive seen lots at eb games, but i dont buy em much..i do have a megaman pop with a broken arm tho loool

22. wats ur fave pattern? (zebra/leopard print etc)

i looove a lot of patterns but not gonna lie im always a sucker for rainbow checkerboard patterns yknow hehe!

23. fave color combo?

i dont have one rlly…soooo many possible comboooos…cx

24. sumthing u liked as a kid dat u still like?

im still going on girlsgogames and recently, ive finally mastered sues beauty machine!!!! its so good and fun all of ya’ll should try it my dudeeees

25. wats ur most used emoticon? 0w0

as most of ya’ll probs alredy know i spam ‘:O’ a lot, but one of my bigger favs is actually ‘x3′ and my fav kaomoji is ‘ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧’ (both of them are so kyooot >w

26. wats ur fav typin quirk?

i luv talkin like dis, but i dont rly do it that often loool…i awso wuv tawking in ‘owo’ speak wike dis >//w//>

27. do u wish ur fllwrz talked 2 u moar?

hellz yeaaa!!! i luv followr interaction my dudee! it makes me super happi when u all talk to me heehee! x3c

28. tag ur fave scene blawgz!

:O !!! oh gawd!!! i dont know many atm but heeereee!

@xxadam-antidotexx (op of the ask meme)

@glitchkichi (not sure if this counts but their stuff’s rlly cool >v

@otonashi-banana (scene boyf…wuv im more than anythin >///w///>

29. wat got u into scenecore?

i dont remember exactly how it happened but i’d always sorta wanted to go back to the glory days that was the old web and the scene era, and that, coupled with a bright, colourful aesthetic that i could really enjoy, drew me in like a moth to a neon colored flame ig looollll

30. how long hav u been scene?

i’ve only been officially apart of the community for about a few months now (at time of writing) i reckon so some things are still a lil new to me ig ^^;;

31. wats da best thing abt being scene?

the freedom of bein able to express myself 4 one thing, and its just so fun being so ‘out-there’ yknow???? it feels so great really

32. do u hav a fursona?

i…actually used to but ive moved on from the furry fandom and ive grown more attached to my human sona anyway sooo :/

33. r u in sum “cringy” fandomz?

YEA man!! i dont rlly think dr is inherently considered ‘cringey’ but undertale is and im in that one for sure!!! i also kinda technically never left the skylanders fandom(?) so theres that too ig??? oh yeah and who wants to let me draw my old moshi monsters characters COWARDS

34. do u liek plushiez?

YASSSS QUEEEN!!!! i have HEAPS of them in my room on my desk with my gonta shrine

35. do u liek stickerz?

also a big yaaassss from me dawggg!!! i love them and i love those ones that you stick on your fase like this!

its so cuuute!!!

36. do u hav a friendproject?

i dont, not at the moment a least, actually! didnt even know what it was til recently but it looks kewl haha

37. do u hav any other scene account?

well, i haz this one, and i also have an emowire account for shuichi if that counts!!

38. do u make art? (drawingz, blingeez, etc.)

YES!!! i love to draw and i also make blingee edits sometimes!!! ITS SO FUN XD !!!

39. wats da most scene thing? (anything!)

hmmm, weeell…i think the most stereotyped thing would be that kewl, suuuper big hair like this;

its really prettyyyy, and i love all that colouuur!!!

40. ask ur own randum question!!

hm, oh wowie, since the anon didnt specifically ask this one…POTATOES!!! X3

phew, finally done, that was a lot of typing! this was so fun to do though, so thank u nonnie!!! :3

#ask #ask meme #scene revival #scenecore #scene kid #scene #anon #oh god what now jasu

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