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mlink64 · 5 months

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Girl-Dad Hongjoong

Yes I know you can do this stuff with a baby boy too (and you bet your ass Joong would) but I'm dying at the thought of Hongjoong being an absolute simp for his little princess and hiudhsvubi

Now that that's out of the way...

Crying when she's born and he gets to hold her for the first time

His eyes swimming with all the memories he wants to make with this tiny human

Always having heart-eyes for his little girl...always

He could be changing a soiled diaper and still have heart eyes

Just staring at the baby for hours, completely in awe that he helped bring her into the world

But also getting super anxious as 'what if's swirl through his head

Channeling all his fears into incredibly heartfelt songs that he sings to her as lullabies

Sitting at a tiny little table wearing a toy crown and earrings while his baby girl serves him imaginary tea with the cutest little tea set ever (that Hongjoong totally personalized for her)

She would be the most well-dressed toddler istg

Always looks forward to their cute morning ritual of him picking her outfits from a big-ass closet (seriously, this man would LIVE for buying and customizing baby clothes)

But like, if she wants to wear bunny ears or smthin with whatever chic outfit Joong picks out she will and he'll let her

Probably even encourages her to pick out wacky, unique pieces to add some pizzazz to the fit

Daddy-Daughter dates!

Gives her flowers, takes her shopping or to see a movie or something, always getting ice cream on the way home

Mans is wrapped around her finger so tightly you have to force him to leave whenever y'all drop her off somewhere

He will 110% cry on her first day of school

He's like the classroom mom to end all classroom moms

Definitely the Dad that all the teachers and other Moms (and Dads) are in love with...every single one

Like, you know the scene in "The Game Plan" where the Rock's character is sitting in the dance studio and all the moms are like lusting after him? Yeah...every day

Then when she gets older it continues, only now her friends are crushing on her Dad too (DILF Hongjoong anyone?)

But ofc he doesn't even notice, too engrossed in watching his baby do her thing

Going all out for Daddy-Daughter Dances

Buys her a new dress and accessories, making sure he has pieces to match, giving her a cute little corsage that he probably made (or at least designed) Himself

Protective!Dad Hongjoong 24/7

It's not much of a problem when she's little, but when she gets older and boys (or girls) and crushes are a thing watch tf out

I feel like he would have like a sixth sense for judging peoples' characters and if someone gives him a weird vibe he'll keep a closer eye on them

Never says "I told you so" when she comes to him in tears when someone is actually a shit human

Just makes some tea and brings her blankets or plushies or something

He WILL hold a grudge against anyone who hurts his baby girl

Even if she forgives and forgets...he will not...

Tries not to spoil the shit out of her but honestly can't help it

Always buying pretty gifts for her, plushies, jewelry, clothes...the list goes on

Tries to foster a love for music and the arts from a young age

Piano lessons, dance classes, etc.

Always wants to do crafts with her and probably having a whole art room that's more often than not covered in glitter and ribbon

Hyping up everything she makes

Always wearing the things she makes for him

Literally styles outfits around pasta necklaces and decorated ties

Family trips to the nail salon to get matching manicures

Dancing with her standing on his feet

Gets more excited for dino nuggies than she does

#ateez #kim hongjoong #ateez hongjoong #girl dad #fluff #soft hours

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sifonie · 10 days

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𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐆𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒

BOLD what applies to your muse. ITALICIZE if there's potential / it's dependent on external factors CROSS OUT if there's NO potential under any circumstances. Repost, don't reblog.

SIBYL'S LOVE LANGUAGES

GIVING: Physical touch, for sure. If they like you, they'll touch you, especially gently. Whether it's PDA or in private, they'll be more likely to express themself through touch. Actions speak louder than words sometimes. Giving gifts as well, tbh. May or may not be stolen, but hey! They thought about you! But really, they might gift someone with a song for sure. It's well thought out and heartfelt.

RECEIVING: Words of affirmation is a BIG one for them. Please compliment them... and mean it. They want to hear real things that you like about them. Quality time as well. They want to feel wanted and loved. They want some kind of undivided attention and exclusive time together. Acts of service is another. If you do stuff for them without them asking, they might as well propose on the spot.

Tagged by: @saintfromkrypton <3 TYYYYY

Tagging: YOUUUUU

#( dash games. )

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bewitchingbooktours · 1 year

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Cover Reveal Let It Rein by DP Denman #MMRomance

Let It Rein

A Blue Series Story

DP Denman

Genre: MM Romance

Publisher: North Shore Press

Date of Publication: 3/17/2023

ISBN: 978-0-9974491-5-0

Word Count: 64,000

Cover Artist: AJ Corza

Tagline: The riskiest games are played from the heart.

Book Description:

According to the tabloids, Kasper Rein is a player on the prowl. Sturdy and sexy, with a voice of pure seduction, he's seldom alone. The fans love him. Men and women want him. Paparazzi stalk him. He's living a rock star's dream -- until someone wants him out of the spotlight.

The new man in Kasper's life wants more than his fame. Mat wants his heart. He's willing to battle his own trust issues for a chance at real love, but someone else wants Kasper out of the way. Cryptic threats and attempts on his life leave Kasper with a charred house, too many visits from the paramedics, and no answers. Kasper must uncover the person behind the violence before it's too late -- and they're closer than he thinks.

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Excerpt:

The door closed behind them, shutting off the bar's karaoke racket, the sudden silence startling. Mat walked down the sidewalk without touching Kasper.

Mat hated that he'd ruined their night. It was a heartfelt moment out of a romantic movie, and he'd screwed it up by getting distracted over something that shouldn't matter.

"I'm sorry," Mat said.

"For what?" Kasper unlocked the car.

"I didn't handle that very well." Mat nodded back toward the bar.

"I think that was my fault. We're not really at the love song phase. I was so into performing, I didn't think."

"It wasn't the song. It was me." Mat took Kasper's hand. "I should have been flattered that a man

I really like was singing to me about how he feels, but I was too busy thinking about other stuff."

"Like what?"

"Like how a guy with a collection of gold records was on stage performing a song meant just for me and how that instantly made me the coolest person in the room. One public performance, and it all went to my head."

The smile started as a twitch in his lips and grew to a grin, melting Kasper's knotted expression.

"Is that why you're upset?"

"That I've spent all this time telling myself your fame doesn't matter, and the first chance I have to prove it, I focus on nothing but that? Yes. I'm upset. What if I've been lying to myself — to you this whole time?"

"You're being too hard on yourself." Kasper caressed Mat's cheek with the back of his fingers.

"Trust me. You haven't lied to either of us."

"How do you know that? I don't even know that anymore." He tried to slide his hand from Kasper's.

Kasper held on to him. "Because I know how it looks when all someone wants from me is bragging rights. This was my fault. I was showing off. I made a public display of what I feel for you. What I should have done was hold you close," Kasper wrapped an arm around his back and pulled Mat against him, "taken advantage of the dance floor," Kasper held their tangle of fingers to his own chest, "and sung it in your ear." Kasper danced with him there on the sidewalk.

Kasper crooned the chorus to him again, quiet and low. This time when he melted, there was no self-absorbed burst of frivolous pride to mangle it. Eyes closed, he heard footsteps pass nearby and ignored them. That was their moment. It had nothing to do with anyone else.

Kasper punctuated the song's last word with a kiss to Mat's ear, humming the final few notes.

Mat couldn't help smiling.

"Better?" Kasper asked, his voice still low.

"Much."

"I'm sorry."

Mat shook off the apology. "Me, too." He rested his chin on Kasper's shoulder. "What happened to us not being at the love song phase?"

"I guess we are, after all."

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rose-edith · 3 years

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(Everything today is entirely self-indulgent and not requested because today is my birthday!)

Inspector Valentine celebrating your birthday with you would include:

- he books the day of your birthday off work well in advance of the day! He even leaves a note with the Sergeant on desk duty that he’s really not to be disturbed unless it’s a matter of the utmost urgency.

- he brought your card and a present in plenty of time and has them ready in a pretty paper bag on the table by his front door so he doesn’t forget them when he leaves to meet up with you.

- he has agreed with you to spend the whole day together, he’s even prepared to spend some time at the Presbytery with Father Brown, Mrs M, Bunty, Sid and Lady Felicia so that you can see your friends on your birthday. And that’s where he meets you, at the Presbytery.

-there’s a nice outdoor elevenses set up, with Mrs M’s award winning strawberry scones taking centre stage alongside a bottle of champagne that Bunty sneaked out from Montague Hall’s cellars (Lady Felicia doesn’t mind).

- it’s a surprisingly fun time once the initial awkwardness of Inspector Valentine being present is overcome. There’s lots of laughter and your friends all watch as you open their presents, which are all very lovely and heartfelt.

- Inspector Valentine keeps his present back though, for when you two are alone.

- after the nice outdoor tea he walks you home, helping you to carry your presents and cards and the flowers that Sid had gathered for you from the gardens at Montague.

-after dropping your gifts off at home the Inspector takes you out for a nice walk, followed by a nice dinner at the pub, so all round it’s a very relaxed and comfortable day.

- but secretly your favourite part of the day is when the Inspector and you are alone in your home. It’s only then that you open the card and present from him. He’s not usually one for writing mushy stuff, but inside the card is practically a love letter from him to you and you swear you’ll keep it safe in a keepsake box, and the present turns out to be two things wrapped up together! It’s a brand new book that you’ve desperately been wanting to buy and tucked just inside the front cover are a pair of tickets to go and see the newest movie starring Marilyn Monroe- Gentlemen Prefer Blondes, that comes out in a few weeks. You’re very touched by his gifts.

-you both spend the rest of the day just enjoying each other’s company, maybe dancing to the radio or stealing a few smooches here and there. And if he’s late to leave your house that night no one mentions it, he just wanted to be with you as much as he was able to be.

#father brown #father brown headcanons #father brown imagine #father brown x reader #bbc father brown #inspector valentine headcanons #inspector valentine x reader #inspector valentine imagine #inspector valentine #it’s my birthday

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wolffesimp · 4 years

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Ahsoka and Y/N’s Sleepover

a/n: ok so i tried to make it like a headcanon but got super carried away 1.3 K words carried away so its more like an imagine with incomplete sentences oops hahhahaha

ahsoka and y/n are two very tired padawans

though they typically enjoy to ‘pull shit’ and commit the crime of ‘general shenanigans’

they just have no energy

so the two girls decide to have a sleepover

an energy reboost, if you will

ahsoka told anakin if he bothered her that she was going to send the picture of he and padme kissing to all of the gossip columns in naboo

yeah, that shut him up

y/n and ahsoka first went shopping in downtown coruscant

they bought face masks, nail polish, junk food, holofilms with cute boys, and magazines with even more cute shirtless boys

the last two were more of y/n’s idea

y/n insisted on paying for everything and even ended up purchasing matching silk pajamas for themselves

they were giddy with delight as they passed by random strangers on the street

“this will be the best night ever, sokie!”

adorning their arms were their shopping bags

the jedi eyed the two curiously as they walked down the halls

obi wan kenobi stopped them in their tracks

both looked at him in an accusatory manner

“what are you two doing?”

y/n and ahsoka shared a smile

“we’re just having fun, old man!”

“i told you to stop calling me that y/n-”

but the girls were already walking away, hand in hand

kenobi shook his head, sighing at the two padawans

what a handful

y/n and ahsoka often held hands

signaling their close friendship and everlasting bond

y/n was like ahsoka’s older sister, having been plo koon’s padawan

she served as a mentor to ahsoka

teaching her valuable things like

how to walk in heels

how to apply lipstick

but most importantly

how to be a boss ass bitch

the girls first decided to have a dance party

because what kind of sleepover doesn’t have music?

music blasted through y/n’s droid’s speakers

they attempted to show off their best dance moves

neither could dance that well

and y/n didn’t want to show her the club dance moves she did with the clones at the 79s

after about 20 minutes of obnoxious music, mace windu sends plo koon to y/n’s room

ahsoka and y/n were known for their shenanigans

plo koon was very concerned as to what the two were doing

so he respectfully knocked on the door

to find two very breathless and sweaty girls

“what are you two doing?”

plo koon saw bags lining the walls

they’ve been shopping

“we are having a sleepover master plo!”

“i’m glad you girls are having fun, but maybe turn down the music a little bit.”

ahsoka smiled up at their father figure

“sure!”

the door slammed shut in his face

he blinked a few times, then walked away

y/n turned off the music

“hey sokie, why don’t you bring your mattress in here? it would be so much better for when we watch holofilms and paint our nails.”

ahsoka dragged her mattress from her room, bringing it to y/n’s

they conjoined their mattresses, leaving one massive bed in the middle of the room

shortly after, the girls changed into their adorable silk pajamas

ahsoka’s were navy blue

y/n’s were (favorite color)

the design was adorable

the shorts were ruffled and low cut

with matching spaghetti strap camis

who cares what amount of skin they showed off?!

it was just the girls!

they decided to paint each others nails next

ahsoka painted y/n’s her favorite color, as requested

soon, y/n was putting the finishing touches on ahsoka’s french tips

the girls laid beside each other on the bed

chatting about whatever came to mind

“how’s that one boy you were smitten with?

“oh, lux? he’s out of the picture now.”

“hmm...let’s look at hot boys to cope with our feelings!”

“what about you and rex?”

caught

“um what about it?”

“i saw what i saw”

“you saw nothing”

“sucking each others faces off isn’t nothing-”

“shh sokie! look at all of these boys in here!”

and soon, the girls were taking quizzes in the useless tabloids

find out which jedi master you are!

which jedi is meant for you?

y/n started giggling after reading those headlines

“hey sokie, which jedi would you smash?”

ahsoka gaped at the girl in front of her

“are you serious?”

“dead serious. and don’t be a wimp about it.”

ahsoka considered the question carefully

“all of them are too fatherly”

y/n snorted

“well i think master kit would be fun!”

ahsoka couldn’t help but giggle

“you’re gross y/n!”

“which holofilm should we watch first?”

they decided on a horror movie

needless to say, that was a mistake

the girls ended up switching on all the lights

“do you think the clown will be in your bathroom?”

“no, ahsoka! besides, i will slice and dice that stanky ass with my lightsaber!”

they needed something to lighten their mood

facemasks!

the girls turned on music once again

but quieter

dancing around the room

eating all of their food

the girls spun each other around

dancing for what felt like hours

both flopped on the bed

chests rising up and down

giggling heartily

“y/n, you are like my big sister”

heart. melted.

“don’t make me cry, sokie! you are the best little sister i could ever ask for”

their heartfelt moment was interrupted by a series of vicious knocks at the door

y/n opened the door, revealing all of the 501st

ahsoka put her hand on her hip, judging the boys silently

“did you not see the sign?”

oh yeah, did i mention they made a sign in the midst of their sleepover?

in bold red words it said

NO BOYS ALLOWED

echo pouted at y/n

“ah, i hate when you make that kriffin face. come in.”

the clones walked inside the room

it was unexplored territory to them

jesse smirked at y/n “lovin’ the outfit”

“i will beat your ass”

“sure”

ahsoka giggled as tup’s face lit up

“i can have some cake?”

y/n smiled, nudging jesse towards his brothers “everyone can have some, as long as you all share”

their eyes lit up

ahsoka and y/n shared a wistful look

they knew the clones never truly experienced life

no childhood

no parents

no junkfood

just each other

y/n’s sorrow soon faded away as she watched hardcase moan in delight

“love at first bite?” ahsoka teased

“sweet maker, what is this stuff?”

“it’s junkfood, fives.”

“i want some!”

“sharing is caring!”

“leave some for everyone else!”

soon enough, the food was gone

they were all full to the brim

another holofilm played in the background

y/n and ahsoka noticed the boys pile together

they shared a look of confusion

until rex’s arm guided y/n into his chest

next thing they know, ahsoka and y/n were tangled into the mound of clones

ahsoka laughed

“you all sleep together?”

“when you say it like that it sounds weird. we used to do it all the time as kids.”

y/n was nuzzled between rex and jesse

“no funny ideas, jesse.”

a sleepy jesse rolls over to look at his captain

even in the moonlight his tattoo stuck out

“aye aye, captain.”

subconsciously, rex’s legs tangle with y/n’s

he plants his head in the nape of her neck

smelling her soft hair

grumbling sleepily from behind her

“g’night cyar’ika”

masterlist for more of my content

#clone wars #the clone wars #tcw #tcw fanfic #ahsoka tano #clone trooper jesse #captain rex #captain rex x reader #sw ahsoka #captain rex x y/n #obi wan kenobi #plo koon #clone trooper tup #clone trooper hardcase #clone trooper fives #kit fisto

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birdhaslostit · 3 years

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🎁🎄❄️What the Lupin Gang would do for Christmas!❄️🎄🎁

Helloooooooo Lupin fans! You may or may not remember me as that one chick who made that Halloween headcanon post a few months back, as well as the Jigen’s bangs post. I’m back with a Christmas post!!!

Please note: Personally, I really only celebrate Christmas in a non-Jesus-y way. (Which is how I’m also writing this post, because let’s be honest, do you really think Lupin is going to confession and shit? Absolutely not.) It’s purely out of habit because I was raised Catholic, but I practice witchcraft now. My family doesn’t know that though. Because of this, I considered also making posts for other winter holidays, so I could include Lupin fans that don’t celebrate Christmas. But I didn’t want to accidentally mess it up, or write something inaccurate about a holiday that I don’t celebrate. It felt disingenuous to make a Hanukkah post because I’m not Jewish and it doesn’t seem like my place, and I didn’t want to do a Yule one either, because no two people celebrate it the same way. So, I strongly encourage others to add their respective winter festivities to this post if they want to! We’re all about inclusivity here.

Without further ado:

🎁LUPIN:

I don’t feel like it needs saying, but this man goes bonkers for Christmas.

He flip-flops his choice of red or green jacket by the year. But it always comes with an equally garish Christmas-themed tie, just to make explicitly clear that this is The Christmas Jacket for the year, as opposed to the standard red/green jacket.

The hideout(s) are always decorated to the GILLS inside. It’s an odd mix of older classy decorations he’s inherited from his family, and absolutely horrendously tacky ones he’s bought himself.

Picture real branch garlands, wrapped tastefully around gilded candelabras that have been passed down through several generations. And then one of those singing, dancing stuffed animals from Walmart that plays “Jingle Bell Rock” when you squeeze its paw, right next to it.

Christmas-themed heists? You know it, baby. But he won’t steal anything on Christmas Eve or Christmas. It just isn’t in the spirit of the season, in his opinion. But he’ll leave a little something-something with his calling cards during the rest of December. A candy cane, a sprig of mistletoe, a bough of holly, etc.

Lupin despises eggnog. He loves any other Christmas drink, just not eggnog. He’s too grossed out by the idea of drinking eggs with alcohol- some things just shouldn’t be mixed.

Will not allow anyone to mention the truth about Santa Claus in his presence. Yeah, he knows, but that’s not the point. It just feels like bad luck to say it out loud. The harder Jigen tries to debate with him that Santa isn’t real, the harder he digs in his heels that “of course he is you absolute Scrooge, how dare you! If you don’t believe, you don’t receive.”

Favorite Christmas Songs: Anything peppy!

Wonderful Christmastime by Paul McCartney

Step Into Christmas by Elton John

Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree by Brenda Lee

We Need a Little Christmas by Percy Faith and his Orchestra

A Holly Jolly Christmas by Burl Ives

All I Want For Christmas Is You by Mariah Carey

Santa Claus’ Party by Les Baxter

Favorite Christmas Drinks: Literally anything except eggnog.

Favorite Christmas Foods: Anything obscenely sugary. Especially gingerbread men and other decorated pastries.

Favorite Christmas Activities: Loves to ice skate and make gingerbread houses! But his houses usually look fairly pathetic, no matter how hard he tries.

Favorite Christmas Movie(s):

The Grinch (Jim Carrey version)

Home Alone

Scrooged

Christmas Gifts: The king of gag gifts, but he also gives surprisingly thoughtful presents too. He’s the kind of guy that would get a person something they mentioned once offhandedly that they really liked, and he’d go back and get it for them.

🎅JIGEN:

Lupin always wants to decorate the hideout(s) the second Halloween ends, but it never happens. With Jigen being the only American in the gang, he always puts a stop to it in order to preserve the quickly-disappearing border between Thanksgiving and Christmas.

What can I say, dude loves his Thanksgiving excuse to eat like shit and do nothing for a day. Even if it is a fucked-up holiday, historically speaking.

But once the Thanksgiving meal is over, he gives Lupin the okay to go crazy. He’s pretty stoked about Christmas too, but too full of turkey to contribute, so he just watches Lupin hang up Christmas lights everywhere while he lays on the couch and digests.

Jigen likes Christmas a lot, but like, in a normal person kind of way. Nowhere near Lupin’s insane level. He’s surprisingly open about his enthusiasm too. The average person would think he doesn’t really care about Christmas much (or anything else really), but to the gang, Christmastime is the most openly excited they’ve ever seen him.

One year’s Christmas-themed heist involved Jigen dressing up as a mall Santa as a part of the plan. The gang powdered his beard, gave him a pillow for his stomach, and sent him on his way. Everything went surprisingly smoothly, and he actually did pretty well with the kids. At first they were a little intimidated, and Jigen was kind of nervous- but he gave them all candy canes and they changed their minds pretty quickly.

Jigen enjoyed it a lot, actually... to the point that he may have potentially started volunteering to be the local mall Santa. Every year during December, he leaves for a day or two on “business.” Nobody in the gang can prove it though, and trust me, they’ve tried.

Favorite Christmas Songs: The classics and the chill ones, with a few rock ones thrown in for a little kick.

Mele Kalikimaka by Bing Crosby

Sleigh Bells by Gene Autry

(There’s No Place Like) Home For The Holidays by Perry Como

Jingle Bells by Frank Sinatra

Caroling, Caroling by Nat King Cole

Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow by Dean Martin

Silver Bells by Dean Martin

Happy Holiday by Bing Crosby

Run Rudolph Run by Chuck Berry

Merry Christmas Baby by Bruce Springsteen (Sang this once after too much eggnog and will never live it down)

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen by the Barenaked Ladies (He’s not into all the Jesus-y stuff, but it’s pretty catchy.)

Favorite Christmas Drinks: Jigen is ALL. ABOUT. THAT. NOG. He’ll make his cup a little stronger than everyone else’s.

Favorite Christmas Foods: He really likes candy canes, especially the mini ones. He’ll keep a few in his pocket with his cigs, and switch between them depending on his mood. Out of habit, it’ll usually dangle out of his mouth like a cigarette would.

Favorite Christmas Activities: Watching Christmas movies and laughing at Lupin’s shitty gingerbread houses.

Favorite Christmas Movies:

Anything that’s on at the moment, really. He likes to lounge by the TV, and he’s not picky.

He has a soft spot for A Charlie Brown Christmas though.

A Christmas Story, solely because of the BB gun.

Scrooged, because Bill Murray’s hilarious.

Christmas Gifts: Something practical and useful that the person never realized they needed until they opened the box.

☃️GOEMON:

Goemon wasn’t originally a huge fan of Christmas. Shocking, I know.

He now enjoys some aspects of it, and tolerates others. He likes the idea of giving heartfelt gifts and spending time with loved ones as a tradition, but dislikes the cheesy commercial aspect of Christmas.

He already enjoys the snow and walking through the forest, so the gang usually commissions him to pick a tree for them and cut it down with Zantetsuken. (If they’re somewhere where that’s an option.)

Unbeknownst to the rest of the gang, he will always replant the tree he cut down, and he will wrap something cozy around the bottom of the sapling to keep it safe. Yes, this was directly inspired by A Charlie Brown Christmas. No, he will not admit to this.

Favorite Christmas Songs: The instrumentals, and a few he’d rather die than admit to liking.

The Nutcracker March from The Nutcracker

Waltz of the Flowers from The Nutcracker

Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy from The Nutcracker

Christmas Time Is Here (Instrumental) by the Vince Guaraldi Trio

Greensleeves by the Vince Guaraldi Trio

Last Christmas by Wham! (He likes the storyline and the romantic aspect of it.)

Do They Know It’s Christmas? by Band Aid (He likes that it was for a good cause, even if it has its flaws.)

Happy Xmas (War Is Over) by John Lennon and Yoko Ono (Again, flawed, but he enjoys the intended message of peace. Also, represents Japan on the side with Yoko Ono.)

White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes

Favorite Christmas Drinks: Surprisingly fond of hot cocoa. Heavy on the whipped cream and marshmallows.

Favorite Christmas Foods: Doesn’t really like eating gingerbread men, but enjoys decorating them. They’re always pristine, like something you’d get in a bakery.

Favorite Christmas Activities: See above. Also enjoys going out in the snow, and making ice sculptures with Zantetsuken.

Favorite Christmas Movies: Refuses to admit he likes any of these.

Any of the classic Rankin Bass claymation specials.

Any other animated ones for kids. Has a soft spot for A Charlie Brown Christmas and The Polar Express.

A few of those cheesy Hallmark ones.

Christmas Gifts: Something small and sentimental he saw while walking by a store that reminded him of the person he’s giving it to. Nothing extravagant, but thoughtful nonetheless.

⛸FUJIKO:

Fujiko decorates the tree. Period. Lupin cannot be trusted to do this on his own. Goemon picks the tree, Lupin and Jigen put it in the stand, and from there, it’s all Fujiko. The ornaments, lights, and tree skirt are all perfectly color/theme coordinated, and arranged like a pristine store display.

She also has a few ornaments that she bought for each specific member of the gang. Lupin’s is a monkey (he was not pleased, but he’s whipped for her, so he let her keep it). Jigen’s is a carved wooden pistol. Goemon’s is porcelain, with hand-painted sakura blossoms on it. She bought one for Zenigata too as a joke one year- a tiny bowl of ramen noodles.

Her ornament? The star on top of the tree, because she’s the star of the show, baby. It’s actually a snowflake, made of the finest crystal she could steal.

Favorite Christmas Songs: Pop music and Motown’s finest.

Underneath The Tree by Kelly Clarkson

All I Want For Christmas Is You by Mariah Carey

Santa Tell Me by Ariana Grande

This Christmas by Donny Hathaway

What Christmas Means To Me by Stevie Wonder

Sleigh Ride by The Ronettes

Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree by Brenda Lee

Christmas (Baby Please Come Home) by Darlene Love

A Marshmallow World by Darlene Love

I Like A Sleighride (Jingle Bells) by Peggy Lee

Favorite Christmas Drinks: Hot chocolate and mulled wine.

Favorite Christmas Foods: Loves baking and eating gingerbread men. She lets Goemon decorate them with her. Hers have lots of candy and sprinkles on them, while his are just icing.

Favorite Christmas Activities: Along with baking, ice skating! She’s the best at it out of the whole group. None of the guys are particularly good at it, but she makes them go with her at least once regardless.

Favorite Christmas Movies:

Hallmark ones, solely to make fun of them.

Babes In Toyland, but only the 1986 one, because it has Keanu Reeves in it, and “I don’t care if I’m your girlfriend, Lupin. In this house, we support Keanu Reeves.”

Christmas Gifts: Something expensive/extravagant that will make the person think of her every time they use it.

🎄ZENIGATA:

Zenigata is the second biggest Christmas enthusiast, just behind Lupin.

He doesn’t get to settle down and decorate anything really, since he’s always running after the gang, but he does lots of other little things to celebrate instead. Like getting hot chocolate instead of coffee, tuning the squad car radio to the Christmas station, getting an air freshener that smells like gingerbread, and wearing a festive scarf and gloves with his trench coat to keep out the cold.

In years past, Zenigata still had to work on Christmas Eve/Christmas, even if Lupin wasn’t out stealing anything. Lupin found out and thought that was a little harsh of ICPO, so he came up with a plan.

Each year he sends a calling card to the station with the conditions that only Zenigata can come to investigate. Zenigata does some research, shows up to the location on Christmas Eve, and every year, nothing’s there except for a neatly wrapped present from Lupin.

Zenigata keeps the present as “evidence,” goes back to the station, and they give him Christmas off to go investigate on his own, in case Lupin tries anything else. Lupin never does, but the station doesn’t know that. Bada bing, bada boom, Lupin just got Zenigata a vacation.

Zenigata never catches on, bless his heart.

Favorite Christmas Songs: Ones he can sing/hum along to in the squad car.

The Man With All The Toys by The Beach Boys

Celebrate Me Home by Kenny Loggins

Feliz Navidad by José Feliciano (Does Zenigata understand Spanish? Absolutely not. Does he get the point and think it’s festive? Darn right.)

A Holly Jolly Christmas by Burl Ives

Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer by Dean Martin

Winter Wonderland by the Eurythmics

Silver Bells by Dean Martin

Happy Holiday/The Holiday Season by Andy Williams

Santa Claus Is Comin’ To Town by Gene Autry

December by Earth, Wind, and Fire (Let him have this okay, it’s a good song and he gets made fun of for liking it by the rest of ICPO)

Skating by the Vince Guaraldi Trio

Favorite Christmas Drinks: Hot cocoa and eggnog, but not strong eggnog like Jigen’s.

Favorite Christmas Foods: Anything, really. It’s something besides cup noodles, so he’s grateful. Lupin’s gift always includes lots of various Christmas goodies because of this.

Favorite Christmas Activities: Zenigata enjoys the snow in theory, but doesn’t handle the cold well. So he likes to watch the snow from his window while he listens to Christmas music in his squad car and sips his hot cocoa.

Favorite Christmas Movies: He doesn’t really have a lot of time to sit down a watch a movie, with how hard he works. But he remembers a few from when he was younger, and he really likes those. His favorite is Frosty the Snowman.

Christmas Gifts: Something inexpensive because ICPO vastly underpays this poor man, and he’s always embarrassed because of that, but it’s always something super sweet and heartfelt.

MERRY CHRISTMAS! And for those who don’t celebrate it, HAPPY HOLIDAYS! <3

#lupin #lupin iii #lupin the 3rd #lupin the third #rupan sansei #daisuke jigen #jigen daisuke #fujiko mine #fujiko #mine Fujiko #koichi zenigata #zenigata #goemon #goemon ishikawa xiii #ishikawa goemon xiii #Christmas #Xmas #obligatory Christmas post right after thanksgiving

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sails4ship · 4 years

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Boschlow Moments

Grom

At the very beginning of Grom Boscha was laughing and having fun with her friends. Until her friends left to go dance with their dates. Not feeling up to dancing Boscha left to wander the schools hallways. Only to be noticed by Willow who was still handing out her corsages to every one. Feeling a little worried for Boscha, she fallows her.

That is until Boscha stops in front the school trophy case that holds the champions grudgby trophy.

Boscha: "Its almost time for your ultimate show down to be the champion he always wanted you to be."

With shaking hands Boscha reaches for the case, but only for her to pullaway. Boscha couldn't help but feel sick just think about her father's falling legacy being pushed onto her. Willow then saw a small tear fall from her face and decided to step in.

Willow: "Are you alright Boscha? I saw you leaving without your friends, and got a little worried."

Boscha: "Of course I'm perfectly fine. Why wouldn't I be fine?"

Willow could still Boscha shivering just a little. And walked up next to her.

Willow: "I don't have much experience for grudgby, but I do have an eye for when someone is hurt. If you want to talk about anything I'll be happy to hear you out. And if you don't want me to say anything I won't."

Willow then turn to Boscha waiting for her answer. But Boscha couldn't get why Willow of all people would be the one person to hear her out with her problems. But something about this moment this timing, Boscha felt like for the first time she got to open her heart to someone.

Bosch: "Well its at least better than talking to a wall. But you better not spue out any of that heartfelt blaw like that looser of a friend you have."

Willow slighly afended by the jab at Luz, but she let it slide this once and then with one motion ziped her lip.

Boscha: "It all started with my grandfather who went to a different school and was the ultimate grudgby Champion at the time. That was until he lost to Hexside, and he carried that loss for many years. He was even my dad coach for many years, until he got an injury causing him to never be able to play again. And so now that legacy has now been passed down to me. Both my father and grandfather hated the fact that I was even born a girl. But my mother wouldn't put up with that and so on. Next month is the grudgby tournament and you can probably imagine how over baring this time of the year can be with both of them bearing down on me. I mean I don't even like grudgby, but its what they want. So I have to give it my all other wise what was the point of all my suffering from growing up just to be number one of some dumb sport."

It was at this moment that Boscha truly started to cry. This broke Willow's heart just from hearing the stress Boscha had on her. After realizing what kind of family Amity has, Willow can kind of understand that pressure she has on her. Unzipping her lip Willow then casted a spell and a blue flower appeared in Boscha's hair.

Willow: "Boscha you can be such a bully, but now I can sorta understand why. But just so you know, you are a smart beautiful girl. Just like all flowers have meaning so do you. This flower is call Nemophila, its name comes from the ancient words 'nemo', which means 'wooded pasture' or 'glade' and 'phileo', meaning 'to love'. It symbolizes victory and success. I hope you find your ture victory one day."

And with that having said Willow dries Boscha's tears and walks away. Leaving Boscha blushing and confused feelings. Boscha pulls out the blue flower and smells its sweetness. Giving her the courage to rejoing the party in the gym.

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Sleepover

Boscha was invited over to Willows house for a sleepover. At the door Boscha was warmly welcomed by Willows dads. They brought her in and began saying stuff about how happy they were of Willow bring a friend over. But Willow intervene, from them asking to many questions about Boscha. Willow then took Boscha up to her room. It was there that Boscha was able to fully appreciate Willows night gown. It was a soft mint green with little maroon flowers. Willow couldn't help but blush a little with Boscha staring at her.

Willow: "I was able to gether a few fun things we can do tonight. From playing dragons and towers (snakes and laders), to braiding each others hair, or watching one of my favorite movies. The Changeling was originally Luz's movie, but she knew how muched I loved it and gave it to me. So which would you like to do first?"

Boscha didnt really know what a movie was, but she guess it must have been a human thing. But one thing she did know was that she didn't like the look on the cover of the movie.

Boscha : "How about we save the movie for last."

Willow: "Ooo, good idea. Ok lets do each others hair, and then play some dragons and towers."

Willow goes and grabs her brush and hair ties, as Boscha was getting ready for their sleepover. Boscha couldn't help but feel happy at the sight of Willow being so happy. Willow sat down on her bed as she brushes Boscha's hair.

Willow: "You have such pretty hair Boscha. I've kinda always wanted to do braids with my friends. But Luz and Gus both have short hair. At the time when me and Amity were little, we didn't get the appeal of doing each others hair."

Boscha blushed a little hearing how Willow liked her long hair. She always thought of cutting it short, so she didnt have to worry about it when she played Grudgby. After awhile, Boscha and Willow started playing dragons and towers. Both laughing at different stories about their friends while they were playing. One of Willow's dads even brough them some milk and cookies. Things were going great for the night, that was until it was time for the movie. Knowing that this movie was special for Willow, Boscha tried her best to breave through the whole movie. Only to hold Willow's hand or hide under the blanket they both shared. Safe to say, Boscha couldn't get much sleep that night.

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You Belong with Me

Boscha at karaoke with her friends. Wishing she was with Willow. Then it was her turn to sing.

Boscha: "You're on the phone with your girl-friend, she's upset. She's goin' off about somethin' that you said, 'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do. I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night, I'm listenin' to the kind of music she doesn't like. And she'll never know your story like I do. But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts. She's team captain and I'm on the bleachers. Dreamin' about the day when you wake up and find That what you're looking for has been here the whole time. If you could see that I'm the one who understands you. Been here all along, so why can't you see. You belong with me, You belong with me."

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#Boschlow #owl house #willow x boscha #gay #gay moments #yuri #lesbians

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wait I think I agree not today is really bad but now rank all their title tracks from best to worst pls

lmaoohdksjjdjf i love this question so much anon but due to the fact that i’m me this would get way WAY too long. so i’m doing the top 5 best title tracks and then top 5 worst ones okay? i’m looking at google and apparently they have 26 korean singles so yeah that’s too much.

to rank them as objectively as possible I'm gonna try to take into account gp impact (which is not the same as chart impact since the fandom inflates those numbers), production, creative value (how innovative/different from other pop songs was it?) and the concept of the music video/aesthetic in general.

BTS TITLE TRACKS: TOP 5

5. Black Swan (2020)

am I cheating by putting here a pre release single? maybe. but it would be a disservice to leave this one out so bear with me

⭐gp impact: this song made more noise as a pre release single than the title track. I saw it in at least 3 end of the year editorials for best kpop songs of 2020. and the thing is it could have been WAY bigger but a lot of stuff happened that sadly made it go away too soon. I don't think this one is as famous or recognizable as the others in this list which is why it's going last, but also I think this song is the most underrated gem in bts discography so it's still going here.

⭐production: this song beat out the front runners (I need u, save me, DNA) solely because of its production. there are not a lot of kpop songs out there that manage to pull off what this song does. it's powerful, it's nostalgic, it's a dark and sexy song without being too on the nose. the mixing is SUPERB I remember the first time I heard it I thought "this would blow the fuck up if it was a Travis Scott song" and I will DIE on that hill. this is an example of heavy autotune on a song done right, not like the rest of their super autotuned songs that sometimes come out unrecognizable and empty sounding.

⭐creative value: it's not truly a new concept in pop to make a song about the Death of the Artist. it’s also not something a rookie group can do, this song needed to be released at exactly the time in bts’ career that it was. there’s just no emotional impact if you just sing about how the music makes your hear beat and you’ve been in the industry for,,, 3 years. this is the type of Swan Song you release at the peak of your career, so that really contributes to the message. mixing a trap beat with a ballet motif is GALAXY BRAIN SHIT.

⭐️concept: the ballet influence is just beautifully executed, this song is a beautiful piece of craftsmanship on all fronts. i think they could literally build an entire ALBUM off this concept, so the fact that they jampacked it onto one single song is both amazing and a little sad for me. i wanna hear more of this. i want a literal Black Swan (the darren aranofsky movie) horror concept where the protagonist falls prey to his own madness because he strives for perfection. but yeah, the song itself and the orchestral version just make this a complete golden concept in my book.

4. IDOL (2018).

⭐️gp impact: i think a lot of people that didn’t know anything about kpop vaguely knew about this song when it was released. i know i wasn’t into kpop at all but in my pop culture circle there was a small bleep from this song bc of the concept and the dance. i think it’s a great “embassador of kpop” track, like if you wanna explain to someone with no previous knowledge what kpop is about you can show them a performance of this song.

⭐️production: the production is a little all over the place for me. the instrumentals are amazing and really creative tho, but like in terms of mixing vocals and the structure of it, it might be a little too grating. it’s not the best produced song in ly: answer by any means but it still makes it work

⭐️creative value: the whole hanbok thing is a 10/10. bts weren’t the first ones to do it, but they did it in such a tightly executed way that honestly that “classic korean roots meets the edgy western feel” concept belongs to them now. groups are still recreating it. it’s a really innovative concept in general.

⭐️concept: the music video is,,,, something. you might love it or hate it, but it’s memorable. i think the purposeful way in which they made it as loud and brilliant as possible can be taken either as a camp adjacent or just as the group going nuts with the budget, which props to them. the choreography is also a BIG plus. the south african influence is really well executed and they made sure to do it as cultural appreciation and not appropriation. definitely the most memorable thing from this song is the choreo

3. Run (2015).

⭐️gp impact: this was their second song to have a music show win. it was the lead single from hyyh pt2 and honestly it might be the best song off hyyh as a whole. it cemented bts as not just another kpop group, because it made non fans turn their heads too! from what i gather this really propelled them forward and made the fanbase grow a lot.

⭐️production: hyyh pt2 is super well produced. i feel like this song in particular makes a fine job of mixing the vocals but it’s not outstanding. the best part is the instrumentals. but overall it’s a really good song with amazing lyrics and a great melody.

⭐️creative value: this built off of what they did with pt1 so they were already in a comfortable place, when they found this sound they really explored it well and deep and it works! i’m glad they went this emo pop route because it was a good contrast to what was dominating the charts in kpop in 2015.

⭐️concept: the aesthetic is PERFECT. there’s not a single other thing that i could add or that i wanted gone. it’s the perfect mix of coming of age teen film and heartfelt, dreamy pop. the music video is by no surprises the favorite mv of a lot of the fandom. the cinematography is beautiful and the song and the video perfectly capture that fleeting moment in life when you’re in the brink of adulthood.

2. Mic Drop (2017).

⭐️gp impact: this song was the first bts song to chart on the billboard hot100. back when the fandom had no idea how to chart, mass buy etc. that’s enough said. (personally i think mic drop is the quintessential bts song and their best release so the fact that i’m not putting it first should count as something).

⭐️production: for the purposes of this ranking i’m using the original mic drop and not the steve aoki remix even tho it was the steve remix that was released as the single. the song has the BEST mastering i’ve heard in kpop. the transitions are flawless, the beat is pure fire, the entire first minute is literally the hardest hype rap i’ve heard in kpop. everything about it WORKS.

⭐️creative value: it’s kinda funny how this song got released the same year as kendrick lamar’s humble, because imho it’s the best hiphop song of that year after humble. 2017 was truly the year of the diss tracks. bonus points for including it right after the billboard acceptance speech skit in ly: answer. SUPER refreshing among the ed sheeran type of pop that dominated that year.

⭐️concept: it’s a great concept but not innovative by any means. still, it works and bts managed to exploit it to the max. the choreo, the mv, the styling, everything was amazing!

1. Blood, Sweat & Tears (2016).

⭐️gp impact: it's probably the first song to put bts on the map beyond the kpop sphere. it really set the tone for their 2017. it's one of their most famous and recognizable songs to date.

⭐️production: this song is STUNNINGLY arranged. the mix, the ambience, the progression,,, it's all brought together to make a very well crafted song. it has a distinctive electronic/pop sound to it that still manages to set itself apart from the trend that was going at the time. black swan is probably the closet single they have to this in terms of production.

⭐️creative value: the song itself is very in compliance with the 2015/2016 trend of hype songs with edm influence, (ie. closer, shape of you, cheap thrills, let me love you, something just like this, etc.) but it still packs that punch that makes it sound fresh even for 2021.

⭐️concept: it wasn't the first song to sound like this in kpop ofc but it was the first truly sexy concept for bts. the aesthetic is innovative and very well thought out, the mv is amazing and the choreography too. i read somewhere that j-hope had a lot of input for this choreo so that's amazing. also blond taehyung is literally the best thing to come out of big hit.

WORST BTS TITLE TRACKS

ok so here we go with the worst ones! this is in ascending order as i prepare myself to pick the worst of them all, but please remember this isn’t meant to be mean spirited, i am simply applying the same criteria to their most underwhelming songs but that doesn’t mean they don’t have their own merit! it’s just that out of 26 singles, SOME of them have got to come out at the bottom right?

5. Life Goes On (2020)

⭐gp impact: this song is not memorable with the general public, its #1 on the bb was the product of mass buying and even though it's a feel good song made to comfort fans in the times of pandemic it's still bland and boring. I think it had no music show appearances either, and as far as bts ballads go this is just bottom tier. it’s not that it’s terrible, it’s just very underwhelming

⭐production: the autotune in this song is very poorly executed, it doesn't add to the song the way black swan does for example. it's just off putting and the melody is really forgettable. it's funny bc the chorus is directly pulled from the 2018 reggaeton super hit "La Canción" by J Balvin and Bad bunny lmaooo 💀 so I can't get that out of my head either. the structure is just fine and has nothing of substance

⭐creative value: the song is attempts to be a heartfelt acoustic song but it really has nothing that sets it apart from other songs product of the pandemic like Justin and ariana's stuck with u. for a song in a self produced album it's the song with the least input from the group. the lyrics are good, but they're not as sincere or groundbreaking as for example Spring day.

⭐concept: as a ballad ofc I'm not expecting it to have a grand choreography, and the mv being filmed in their personal dorms to reflect the lockdown is actually a nice touch but besides that there is nothing exciting, innovative or even sincerely comforting about the song and the concept. the greatest thing abt it is the fact that jk directed the video, which is actually pretty good.

4. We are bulletproof pt 2 (2013)

⭐gp impact: this song made no noise back in the day and to this day its just beloved by the fandom due to a sense of nostalgia and "remembering bts' roots". don't get me wrong it's amazing that bts still perform it in the year of our lord 2020 because you can't forget where you came from, but it's not a good or memorable song by any means.

⭐production: I went back to listen to it for this and oh god. I can't remember the mixing being THIS bad. jimin, jin and taehyung sound exceptionally bad, they don't sound like themselves especially jin. it's just a really poorly mastered song, but then again the rest of their debut album isn't far better.

⭐creative value: this is straight up ripping off early 2000s black culture from the US. not only the music, the styling for this era in general is unfortunately really bad and culturally appropriating and overall it's a mess.

⭐concept: there is nothing of substance to be said about this song. it's just really a miss. the mv is terrible, the only thing that can be salvaged from this is the choreography, but besides that the whole thing feels sloppy, rushed and is also kinda cringey.

3. N.O. (2013)

⭐gp impact: no noise. this song was just a really weird pick for their first comeback when attack on bangtan or coffee was right there. not to be mean but no wonder they didn't have a music win this year.

⭐production: it's an objectively bad song. it's just really underwhelming, the whole mixing feels amateur. it's not a good hiphop song and it's not a good vocal arrangement and the chorus is also a rip off of a late 90s American song I can't find right now

⭐creative value: this song isn't innovative in any way, it's just..... there. very meh in general, I have nothing more to say about it

⭐concept: the storyline kinda wants to go somewhere with the music video but it doesn't manage to make a connection. the styling is plain, simple and not flattering at all. it tries to make a protest of the Korean school system but it doesn't say anything beyond "school bad" which we already knew

2. Not Today (2017)

⭐gp impact: its a very middle of the list song for a lot of the fandom. I literally know of no one that claims this as their favorite mv/era/song. when you ask people about their least favorite bts songs they won't mention this one either, you know why? because it's that irrelevant. it had no music show wins either. it's precisely because of this why I put it so high up on the list. there's nothing worse than an unmemorable song, if it was widely hated then at least that would be a response.

⭐production: it's a really mediocre song in terms of structure and melody. it tried to be hype but it falls short. the chorus feels half finished and the message of the song is just “the revolution has begun”? which okay? but it adds nothing to the You never walk alone album either.

⭐creative value: there is nothing exciting about this song, and the chorus is too grating. the rhythm is repetitive and nothing new either in kpop or pop in general.

⭐concept: sadly there's not a lot to be said for the song. it says nothing of value and what it says falls flat. there's no innovation. you can actually see a lot of idol in this song, and also ON. those two songs are what this one tried to be but failed.

1. War of Hormone (2014)

⭐gp impact: thankfully none. this song got the treatment it deserved, if they had won a music show for this one it would feel tainted lol. now it's just a meme in the fandom but overall it made zero noise and contributed nothing to bts' evolution

⭐production: the production is very lazy, which is odd because dark & wild has some pretty tight tracks. but this one is just meh, nothing outstanding and the melody is just annoying

⭐creative value: this is a song that was probably born out of the desperation to have a gp friendly hit. it tries really hard to replicate an outdated idea of what boy bands should be, and it does it badly. simply put this song is very mediocre and misogynistic and the fact that it's a running gag in the fandom that "feminism isn't important when war of hormone comes on" isn't funny and it's actually cringe. please stop

⭐concept: the styling is so ugly :( the mv is very low budget which isn't surprising but they managed to make more with less in past releases. it's just embarrassing and I wish this song didn't exist, there's a reason why they never play it anymore lol. overall a dark mistake in bts' career

#asks #long post//#song analysis #bts

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crash-cinematic-universe · 4 years

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Let the Patter of the Rain Become the Rhythm

pairing: peter maximoff/reader

summary/request: hi! can i request running through a summer thunderstorm at midnight with peter and just singing and dancing together and blasting music through a speaker in the empty streets? thank you so much! -🥕

warnings: none-- it’s pretty cute, though

notes: 1.5k words and also its fuckin CUTE. I changed it up juuuuust a teenie tiny bit

taglist: @creator-appreciator

Peter Maximoff was never an optimist; his spirits are brought down easily, and although he’s persistent, he can give up hope quickly. He’s not proud of his pessimism, in fact, he actively tries to change-- he doesn’t exactly want to assume the worst of people. Unfortunately, it’s not exactly easy to switch his entire mindset, especially after so long. However, there are times where Peter outright refuses to let something ruin his mood-- this was one of those times.

Peter’s fingers were laced with yours as you walked down the sidewalk, the bright moon beaming down on the two of you and making Peter’s hair shimmer like, well, silver. His dark eyes darted over to glance at you every now and then, his deep irises glittering with admiration. Peter felt as if he were on top of the world, his heart swelling with every brush of your skin against his.

The two of you shouldn’t be out this late-- you’re both aware of this, but neither of you care. You almost never get alone time in the mansion, especially during the day. So, you decided that your romantic escapades would have to take place in the dead of the night. As odd as it sounds, midnight adventures spent wandering through empty towns or late-night movie showings are more wonderful than anyone could really vocalize. Not to mention that Peter almost glows in the moonlight.

However, there were downsides to going out so late at night-- you two were almost always tired and constantly had to sneak around whenever you wanted to leave the mansion. Everything was always closed at night which limited your options and gave you almost no protection from the weather; when Peter noticed storm clouds rolling in as you walked, he felt his stomach drop.

“It’s gonna start raining soon,” he sighs, a flash of disappointment crossing his eyes. “We should probably head back,” Peter had been looking forward to tonight-- he’d been especially busy with the X-Men and you were drowning in essays that needed grading, tonight was supposed to be carefree. You’d only been out for about 20 minutes by the time the clouds appeared, and Peter dreaded going back to the mansion so soon. The young man’s spirit was crushed by the weather and he was prepared to let the night be ruined by the rain. You seemed to have other plans, though.

“Peter, I don’t know about you, but I’m not gonna let a little rain spoil the evening,” You stared up at the sky and watched as the moon was blocked out by large clouds, plunging both you and Peter into a deeper darkness. “If you really wanna go back, we can, but--”

“No!” Peter cuts you off, eagerness in his voice. A dark blush settles on his cheeks as he stutters. “I mean, uh-- no, I think I’m okay staying here with you.” Peter’s heart fluttered as you grinned at him, your smile seemingly brightening up the night. You pulled him close as the first few raindrops fell, the gentle pattering becoming louder and stronger as the seconds passed. Peter stood stiffly, his arms stuck at his sides as the rain came down on him. He felt awkward and out of place, his clothes soon becoming much heavier than before. None of that really mattered to Peter, though, because something else had caught his attention.

Peter couldn’t help but stare as you spun around in the rain, the downpour soaking you to the bone. You didn’t seem to mind, though. A large smile was stuck on your face, your melodic giggle cutting through the patter of the rain as you reached out for Peter once again.

“C’mon, Silver,” You beamed. “Dance with me.” His heart skipped as your fingers laced with his and pulled him close. He watched intently as he twirled you around, his hair sticking to his forehead as the rain continued to fall. The sight of you grinning in the rain made him weak in the knees, his entire body reacting to your affection and antics. Peter had never felt something like this before-- he’d never felt something so strong and genuine and real. He wanted nothing more than to pull you close and never let you go. The sour mood he once held, the awkwardness, the disappointment and discouragement were washed away in the rain as he danced with you.

You frowned when Peter suddenly froze and pulled away from you. He disappeared for a moment, and you began to believe that he was ditching you-- that is, until he appeared once again with something in his hands. He knelt down and placed a small radio on the wet pavement, a goofy grin on his face as it switched on. The sweet melody of “Everybody Wants To Rule The World” cutting through the rain.

“It’s easier to dance with music, right?” His hand finds its way to your waist once again, the other hand quickly gripping yours. Peter’s swift movements get in sync with the beat of the song, a permanent smile on his face.

The pair of you were both well into your 20’s and yet there you were, twirling around in the rain and giggling like teenagers. You were on top of the world, carefree and reckless and stupid-- nothing could stop you, not the rain, not the cold, nothing. All you cared about in that moment was not stepping on Peter’s toes as you danced.

“Rain has a bad reputation for no reason,” You say, shaking the water out of your eyes. “People always say stuff like ‘you’re raining on my parade’-- if a little rain can ruin your parade, your parade wasn’t very fun to start with.”

“Oh? You think so?” Peter says as he pulls you close. He loves your optimism; it’s refreshing. He’d become so used to his own pessimism that having someone look for the bright side was like a breath of fresh air.

“Yeah, but don’t worry,” You smile before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “The time I spend with you is much more fun than any parade could ever be.” You shivered as the rain slowed down and allowed the chill to set in. Peter was quick to pull off his leather jacket-- you took it graciously, ignoring the fact that it was also soaked. It smelled lightly of weed and rain and Peter’s vanilla shampoo. Even if his jacket was wet, it was still warm and comforting.

“Y’know, I think you might’ve changed rain for me,” Peter says dreamily as he slings an arm around your shoulder. “Before today, rain was always a bad thing. It brought sadness and kept me locked up inside and it scared my sisters-- everything bad seemed to happen when it was raining. But now? Rain just makes me think of you, and this and--” Peter stopped himself, the words teetering on his lips before he swallows them.

“And?” You encourage, lacing your fingers with Peter’s again. His eyes flicked up to meet yours, admiration and adoration swirling in his irises. Peter always had trouble vocalizing his emotions; the mixture of his insecurities and fear of abandonment causing Peter to lock all his feelings away. Then, you rolled around and you began to help him open up. You were there for him, you made him feel like he had value. Of course, Peter’s trip to loving himself was incredibly rocky and there were times where he locked himself in his room and cried, but still, you were there for him. So, there he was, standing in the middle of an empty road at 1am next to the love of his life as raindrops fell from the night sky and for the first time in a long time, he wasn’t afraid to feel.

“Rain makes me think of you and I feel… safe and loved and it reminds me just how much I love you.” Your heart swelled at Peter’s words, and you instinctively took his face in your hands. He leaned into your touch, his eyes not leaving yours once as he rests his forehead against yours. His breath fanned over your face as he held you close-- close enough for you to notice the small raindrops decorating his eyelashes.

“Peter,” you say softly, your lips brushing ever-so-lightly against his. “Kiss me.” Peter did exactly that, softly pressing his lips to yours. His hands gripped your hips as you gently caressed his cheek with your fingers, the small gesture making Peter whimper quietly.

“God, I love you so much,” He pulls away just enough to mumble against your lips. You don’t respond, instead opting to kiss Peter again as you tangle one of your hands in his wet, silver hair. It’s all so peaceful and warm and comforting-- Peter almost can’t handle the rush of emotion. He’s told you he loved you before, but this time was… different. It was special, heartfelt, and meaningful; he wasn’t just stating a fact anymore, no, this was a declaration. So, when your lips broke apart again, he was delighted to hear the words rolled off your tongue.

“I love you too, Peter,”

#Evan Peters #peter maximoff #peter maximoff x reader #peter maximoff request #quicksilver #quicksilver x reader #xmen fanfiction #xmen imagine #my work #fanfic

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sarcasmisakindofmagic · 4 years

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And I, seeking safe harbour, found it between the pages of a book

Pairing: Santiago Garcia x fem!reader

Word count: 2,200

Warnings: Tom prefers the movie to the book. one (1) swear word. This is a yearning sort of fluff.

A/N: This is unbeta’d so please forgive any typos

It started, as so many things did for Santiago Garcia, in a bookshop.

The bookshop of his childhood had been haphazard and dusty, second hand books piled high above his head; unending towers of adventures waiting for him to read. They had been browning at the edges, marginalia scrawled in a rainbow of colours in thousands of different hands - previous readers accompanying him on his journey and adding wry remarks to the story.

His abuela had taken him there every Wednesday after school. It had just been the two of them, the cousins relegated to helping abuelo on the farm, but Santi as the baby could help abuela with the town errands. She always got him one book to add to his collection.

Le Morte d’Arthur was a favourite, the binding long since giving up the ghost. Pages held together by string and Santi turning each page with a gentle caress, weighting down each pile with carefully selected rocks - flat, nothing to tear the paper.

Santi had gone back to the bookshop once after Abuela died. The day before he was due to leave town to hit bootcamp. He handed a fresh copy of Le Morte d’Arthur to the volunteer behind the desk, complete with scrawled annotations and inscription.

There hadn’t been many bookshops on the tours he’d taken, occasional lingering moments of perusing the shelves. Frankie knew to leave him alone with the potential stories, a quiet nod and he’d be off to stake out a quiet spot. The whole team would find him later, passively guarding enough space for them to guard each other’s backs. Tom never got the message always hovering, making comments about how he always preferred the movies anyway, Santiago stopped looking for bookshops with him around. Will and Benny usually came as a pair. Benny burning off energy, as Will followed more placidly. Ironically it had been Benny who understood the most, Will losing himself to music more easily than the written word.

“Books, man, I could do that anywhere. It’s active, y’know? Music just happens to you, but i can lose myself in a book.” Benny had told him once, dropping a Du Maurier novel in his lap with a sly grin and only offering a shrug when anybody asked where he’s got an english copy in the middle of bumfuck nowhere redacted.

On the long flights where Benny literally couldn’t sleep, and Santi had too many possibilities running through his head, they’d swap books, making little notes and hiding dicks in the centre folds so they’d get bigger as the book opened.

Half their friendship had been little doodles of dicks, drawn at the most heartfelt and profound moments of classics. Oddly it completely summed Benny up.

The local bookshop was a hidden gem. After Colombia he hadn’t sought out the written word for so long the impulse to go in surprised him enough that he was inside before he’d really thought about it. The shelves inside were crammed full, small hand-painted signs letting him know the genre in which he found himself. There was no military precision to be found here, plenty of space to get lost and find a gem no one had wanted to read in years. The ghost abuela murmured approvingly in his ear, old advice echoing ‘Books need readers, nieto, always find a story that has taken someone on the journey before.’

Occasionally, there would be little stacks of books as new orders came in, the shelves too full to make room for the new arrivals. Regulars moved round them, or paused to run the pad of one finger down the spines, a momentary introduction to a potential new companion.

Hidden around a corner was a tiny café area, only enough to seat maybe ten people, it wasn’t advertised outside - Santiago had never seen every seat taken, though he certainly recognised the regulars by now.

There was the local Rabbi who would tuck himself in the corner with a hot tea and write, occasionally muttering under his breath in Hebrew as he wrestled his sermon into existence. Two students, who were not dating but should be, occupied the table with book wedged under the leg to make it stop wobbling. They were always in contact with one another, limbs seeking the other’s warmth. They didn’t have a schedule but were never in before noon and had only once been spotted on a Thursday.

A young mum who sat by herself on Saturday mornings and absorbed the quiet, she’d once fallen asleep, resting her head on the shelves. Santiago had woken her at her usual departure time, to flustered thank yous, ‘her twins were at ballet classes and her husband was away-’. She’d been out the store and earshot before she’d finished speaking but a little plate with a huge slab of shortcake had been waiting for him the Saturday after, with ‘Thank you’ iced across the top. There had also been a card with a little boy and girl dancing ballet together impressively drawn in crayon, with capitalised signatures.

Santiago had it in a frame at his house and refused to explain it to anyone that asked beyond a bland, “It’s a thank you card.”

Only Will had taken more than a beat to move on, absorbing the bright colours and wobbly letters. The clap on Santi’s shoulder and soft look had been enough. Will had never needed words to get a point across, but a gesture like the card? Will understood that well enough.

The boys all knew about you, heard stories about the book shop owner who could make Pope blush with a well timed smile and look in her eye.

Abuela would have liked her, was the way he explained it to Frankie, blaming the hushed tones on the baby cradled in his arms, rather than the strength of his crush. Little Nina was as placid as her daddy and slept like a rock from day one, Santiago could have yelled his love to heavens and she would only have huffed a little and snuggled closer.

Frankie had only cuffed him on the back of the head and asked if he would pick up some Spanish children’s books for Nina. Santiago didn’t need the excuse to go in there, but he grabbed it with both hands anyway.

You’d been delighted to help, piling his arms high with options before whittling it back down again, selecting tough to rip cardboard and silly rhymes over the school year novellas.

“I’ll pick those up once she’s grown a bit.” He promised, eyeing the reject pile guiltily. “If she takes after her godfather she’ll have her own library soon enough.”

“I was the same,” you laughed, stacking the books neatly by age group and sub-genre, “I used to drive my mother spare reading the book the same day we’d bought it.” “Would you like to go to dinner?” Santiago asked impulsively, talking over the end of your sentence, flushing a little at how abruptly he’d blurted it out. “I’d like to hear about your favourite books.” Your smile made his stomach flip, as you nodded fumbling with the book in your hands.

“I’d like that.” You agreed warmly. “I have quite a few favourites though, it might take more than one.”

Will met you first; in the bookshop without Santi’s supervision. There had been a break in at the shop and Will only lived five minutes away, rushing to calm you down as Santi drove like a madman to get to you.

The shop was in shambles, shelves torn down and books strewn everywhere. Loose leaves littered the floor, glass shards gleaming cruelly in the glaring streetlights. Will had wrapped you up in his jacket, careful of the bruises and nasty gash on your leg, lifting you off the floor and out onto the sidewalk.

He didn’t leave your side until Santiago arrived, waiting until Santi had you in his arms before heading back into the shop to check out what needed fixing.

Frankie met the shop before he met you. His house had the biggest yard, opening out into the woods without anything fencing him in. Will commandeered the space, Frankie happily helping out with the book repairs. His hands had never shaken under pressure, always sure on the controls of the choppers. He learnt the art of bookbinding quickly enough, humming along to Will’s playlists, the two quietest members of the team content to let the music fill the quiet for them.

The first time Frankie met you was when he and Will showed you the shop. The shelves Will had built, now firmly fixed to the wall and floor - they’d prop up the walls before anybody toppled them again. The undamaged books were separated from Frankie’s repairs, in case they weren’t up to your standards. He was pulled into a hug before he could summon up an apology for the amateur job. A stream of thank yous echoing in his ear as you hugged Will just as tightly.

Santiago was smiling, bringing him into hug with a quiet cabron. He always knew when Frankie was overthinking something. You pulled Santi away, demanding Will give a tour of the new, improved shop. Happily calling for Frankie to keep up, you needed to know everything he’d done too.

Benny volunteered to stay at the shop during the day, doing the heavy lifting while your bruises faded. Santiago worked from home but couldn’t help hovering in the shop, too concerned for you and too distracted by all the books he hadn’t got a chance to read.

Somehow this had turned into Benny painting little murals on any spare wall space and the edges of the shelves.

“Have you always painted?” You asked curiously,

Benny shrugged, scratching his chin and leaving tracks of paint over the stubble.

“Pops always had Will out back helping with the farm, he learned the woodworking with him. I helped momma round the house until I was old enough to help paint the stuff they built together.” He broke off to gently shoo Hades away from the paints, the shop cat meowing plaintively at his curiosity being denied.

“Come here puss, you don’t need a paint job.” You coaxed, clicking your fingers to entice him up onto the counter. There was no way your bruises were going to let you bend down to pick him up.

“Anyway, momma was an art teacher she taught me the basics, after that,” he flushed, “a friend helped me practice.”

You had to bite down on your cheek to keep from smiling or asking anymore questions. Benny’s friend sounded interesting but his expression screamed please-don’t-ask-questions.

“My mum could knit anything.” You said instead, finally convincing Hades to have a cuddle and scritching under his chin. “I tried to copy her one summer, ended up having to be cut free from all the wool.”

Benny laughed, all the tension leaving his shoulders at the image of you all snared up like a kitten.

“Me and Will used to track footprints through the house all the time, ‘til we did it with whitewash after painting the barn. Momma had us camped outside for a month before she let us back in.” Benny said sheepishly, a smudged green handprint marking the back of his neck as he confessed. “Pops snuck us in for showers, said he felt bad we’d got punished for chores.”

Hades leapt out of your arms, startled by your laughter.

“God, I dropped a whole bowl of tomato soup on a cream carpet? Does that count?” You wheezed, leaning back against the shelves to try and stretch out the bruising seeing if the new position would help. Benny winced in sympathy

“Sorry. I’ll try to be less hilarious.” He quipped dryly. “And no, not unless you camped out for a month.”

The decision to marry you was the easiest one Santiago ever made. How on earth to actually ask you to marry him, turned out to be a harder thing to pin down. The ring went on half the trips you made for a year: down to Hawai’i on a group holiday, camping up in the mountains and even the near weekly hikes you took on Mondays, shutting shop up and leaving the town far behind.

It was an old copy of The Princess Bride that eventually spurred him into action. Santi was helping with organising the basement which was full of donations and books to be shipped out across the county.

Golding’s novel hit him square in the chest, the achingly familiar cover making Santiago’s throat tighten. Abuela had loved this book, taking great pleasure in dramatically clearing her throat to read it to him when he was sick. The grandpa in the story was replaced with Abuela as she told him the tale of true love: Inigo Montoya switching between Spanish and English and easily as he switched his sword hand.

He’d long been enamoured with pirates and fighting evil kings, but The Princess Bride had been the book to remind him to find something to fight for. Perhaps he’d been clinging to the doomed romance of Le Morte d’Arthur for too long.

“The Princess Bride? Santiago, this is true love - you think this happens every day?” You quoted easily, pressing a kiss to his cheek as you passed.

Santiago sent up a garbled prayer of thanks to Abuela, she always knew what he needed before he did anyway.

And so, Santiago Garcia asked the love of his life to marry him on a rainy Thursday in a bookshop. And it was perfect.

‘But I also have to say, for the umpty-umpth time, that life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all.’ -William Golding, The Princess Bride.

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risenfrommyimagination · 4 years

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2, 15, 22 from the prompt list for tom holland x reader!

Dear Anon, first I am so sorry for answering this so late, I was off for a little, but I am back :)This is shorter than usual, but I hope you still like it ♥If you want to send me more request/prompts, here is my list or just message me :)

Every single inch of your body feels numb. Your legs walking themselves without your brain realizing that it is really happening, carrying you up to your home. You feel numb, but the cold metal of your keys lightly digging in your skin as you conquer the last few steps up to the door. Your brain shutting down, not letting you cry or feel anything. There is light behind the curtains, a soft warmth awaiting you, the sweet promise of calming down, relaxing. Laying down on the couch with a warm cup of tea, maybe some nice food, maybe Tessa cuddling up to you, trying to steal your food. And your boyfriend, your Tom, sitting next to you or behind you. His soft lips searching for your sweet spot, trying to distract you from whatever you were doing.

You wish you could do this when you enter the house in a few seconds. But you couldn’t. A sting in your heart, your throat clenching, turning and twisting as you push the key in the lock, turning it around. All this stress from the last days hitting you again like a hard punch in the face, claiming your heart, wrenching it.

A soft, familiar warmth welcomes you as you step in the house, closing the door behind you. In the mellowly lighted hallway a faint smell of food. It smells like tomatoes, onions, maybe a little bit of garlic. It seems like Tom is cooking and probably dancing a little bit, according to the tunes coming from the kitchen. Although you don’t see him right now, he is probably stirring in a pot, his eyes lightly pinched and humming to the music.

Since he is home from his last movie shooting, he does this a lot. Making you morning tea after waking you up with soft neck kisses, getting groceries, going to his work out sessions, checking in on your during your work or classes via texts – mostly pictures of him and Tessa cuddling or being outside – and then, making dinner for you. Like today.

He also dances around a lot, but this is a thing he is always doing when there’s music.

You throw your keys in the small bowl standing on the little table next to you, kicking off your shoes and feeling this guilty, wrenching feeling in your stomach.

The last weeks, better said the last ten days since he is home, it feels like you swapped roles. Exam week came around the corner quicker than you expected, pulling you into this deep, dark hole of nothingness, only consisting of hours of learning, trying to remember all the stuff for your last exams.

You’re barely sleeping, although you try and it is even harder when it is next to Tom, who is sleeping like a rock, not noticing yourself throwing around until four, five in the morning. A familiar plodding, clicking on the floor and you see Tessa waddling towards you, her tail hitting against the wall, wagging furiously.

“Hey Tess.” Reaching down to her, you pet her head as she jumps against you with all force, pressing her face against your leg. She lets out a bark, jumping up to you again and the music in the kitchen stops. “Tessa?”

A shadow falling in the hallway, then your boyfriend stepping into it and despite all this numbness in your body, you feel your heart growing a little bit.

“Oh hey.” This soft, so heartfelt smile spreading on his face. “Haven’t heard you coming home.”

“Maybe turn down the music a little bit.” Somehow, you are able to joke, although you don’t feel like it. “Maybe then you’d hear something else.”“Eh.” Crossing his arms in front of his chest, Tom glances at you with this smirky pout on his lips. “You could have said something, too.” A nudge in your direction, teasing you, but it hurts. Which is so stupid because it shouldn’t.

You made basically the same joke, too.

“Sorry.” Feeling your gut wrenching again, you turn away, taking off your jacket and hanging it on the wardrobe. “Joke.”

“I know.” His voice is right behind you, you can feel his presence surrounding you. A single, soft kiss on your cheek. “It’s nice to have you back home.” From the corners of your eyes, you catch him standing next to you, little bit behind you. Brown curls falling into his face, this faint sparkle in his eyes.

“Yeah, it’s also nice to see something else than the library.” Again, a little sting in your heart. Reminding you of the tasks you want, need to finish today. Writing this stupid exposé, researching for your term paper. Learning some theories for the exam.

“I made pasta.” His hand gracing over your back, drawing small, undefinable patterns on your sweater. “Just a simple tomato and onion and garlic sauce, but…” A pause, you can see him licking his rosy lips. “Thought you might need it.”

Another sting. Your eyes watering from this softness in his voice. How much he was caring. So much, although he was still recovering from the last two months of shooting. “Bubs, he.” The drawing on your back stops, one step closer. “Are you ok?”

You try to nod. Unsuccessfully. More tears welling in your eyes. One, then two tears rolling down your cheeks, trying to numb, to loosen up the clenching in your heart. The numbness in your body.

“Darling, he.” Tom’s hand on your waist, turning you to him, fingers wiping away the tears, brushing back your hair, leaving a faint tingle on your skin. “What’s wrong?”

So much. And nothing more stupid. “Nothing I…” Your voice breaks down in a silent sob, trying to let out this numb feeling. “Hey.” Raspness in his voice, his brown eyes so full of worries. A little despair. “What…do you…”

Want? Need. “You.” A single word escaping over your lips, making you want to sink against him, but you cannot move. “Can you…can you just hold me?”

Glimmering in his eyes, a soft nod and then he just makes this tiny little step. Arms pulling you to him, scooping you in, against his chest, your face nuzzling against his sweatshirt, that smells a little bit like garlic but a lot like him. Lips hovering over your neck, peppering one, two soft kisses on your skin, releasing single sobs muffled by his sweater.

“He, sunshine.” Soft mutters, Tom pulls you closer. “I am here ok?”Yes he is. So much and you are not. Tears and tears running down your cheeks, washing away this numbness, making you feel something again. This soft, familiar tingle, your heart beating. Tom’s scent wrapping around you, his warmth calming you down, making you sink against him.

“Couch?” Another soft whisper. “Think you need some cuddles.”Your eyes meet in between your silence and his soft smile warming your heart. “You’re ok with his?” Tom wipes away another tear, his right hand cupping your face.

“What about the pasta?” Yes, the only thing you can say.A smile on his face. “Turned it off, will be fine for the next ten or fifteen minutes.”

“Ok.” You feel those thoughts, those little reminders creeping up in your brain again. Whispering to you. That you should study. “But I think I need to…”“Go on the couch with me? Yes.” Tom pulls you with him, Tessa following you, into the living room, which is dimmed, the couch looking so cosy and inviting. And him throwing himself on it, pulling you with him.

Soft lips hovering over your neck, arms pulling you back against his chest. Your body sliding between his legs, finding its familiar position, Tom peppering kisses on your skin, then stopping. “It’s the exams, right?”

You nod, then shrug your shoulders. Slowly. Mostly the exams yes. But also this guilty feeling in your stomach for not being there for him fully. Although he needs you, too.

“I know you’re not sleeping.” This little hint of worry in his voice and you turn to him, just to catch his worried brown eyes, the tip of his tongue skimming over his lips.

“I do, I am…” The failed attempt of a lie.“You’re not.” Tom bops his thumb against your nose, letting it wander up, then down, over your cheek. “I might be stupid most of the times, but I have to working eyes.” His finger stops right under your left eye. “And those are pretty big circles.”“It’s a fashion trend now.”

Laughter. “Not one I support.” He licks his lips again. “I am worried about you, bubs.”“You don’t have to…” Guilt in your stomach again, leaving this weird taste in your mouth. “I mean I should take…”

“Care of me?” Tom’s eyebrows flinch up. “Ooh no.” “But you are…”“Home.” Gently, he leans his forehead against yours. “And here for you.” “Tom…” Behind your ribs, your heart is beating a little faster. Making you feel a little bit more alive.

“You haven’t forgotten my name, good.” This intriguing smirk on his lips and you punch him lightly. “Don’t act like I didn’t moan it in your ear a few nights ago.” Your eyes interlock for a moment, followed by him chuckling lightly, pecking a soft kiss on your cheek.

“What can I do?” Softness in his eyes again, his hand cupping your cheek. “Think I bought your favourite snacks, I could bring you pasta, make you some tea?” With every word, your heart fills up more and more, pushing away this cold, tensing numbness in your body. “Or I could sneak out, get some pizza?” Tom tilts his head to the side, some curls flopping into his face and you brush them away lightly, feeling his warm skin under your fingertips.

“What do you want, darling?”“You.” Simple. Really simple.

“Oh.” His lips curling, him leaning to you again. “What exactly? Tell me.” There is a hint of tease in his voice. Taunting you. “Cuddles? Or my sweater?” Warm breath brushing over your lips, his voice becoming quieter and quieter. “I mean I can make you scream again, too. Harry isn’t here.”

Lips almost crashing against yours, dangerously hovering over yours, making them feel really tingly and tickly. “Or this?”

A soft, fond peck. Fingers gracing over your neck, lips searching for yours again. Moulding together and melting your heart fully. You sinking against him, in the kiss, seizing every single moment, every so tiny spark and tingle.

“Better?” Whispered against your lips and you nod. A smile curling at your lips. “Much better.”“Good.” Leaning a little bit back, Tom looks at you. Less worried. “Are you hungry?”“Yeah but…” Your eyes glance down at his chest, which is covered by his favourite grey shirt and making him look so snuggly and cosy. “Can we…stay here for a little bit?”A smile on his lips. “C’mere.”

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marmolady · 4 years

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Marmo’s ES Master List

My master list be a big bitch.

Endless Ending (listed chronologically):

Aftershocks in the Night (F!MC x Estela) Set in the immediate aftermath of the events of Book 3; Taylor and Estela are kept awake at night by the dawning reality of the choices and revelations made in the final showdown with Rourke.

‘Taylor-made’ (F!MC/Diego friendship, F!MC x Estela) A little heart-to-heart between two besties… some big revelations for Diego.

Fortress (F!MC x Estela) In the wake of the wider world’s destruction, grief has being hanging over The Celestial. Taylor needs to escape, to get out from under all the sadness, just for a while. Thankfully, she has Estela.

Kin (F!MC x Estela, Aleister/Estela sibling stuff) The world beyond La Huerta is gone, Taylor’s family are nothing but a fabricated daydream, and Estela’s only living relative is a walking reminder of her connection with the figure that tore her life apart. What do love and kinship mean in this burned and scarred world?

Of Secrets and Stars (F!MC x Estela) Trapped at the end of the world, not another soul holds memories of Estela’s mother, Olivia Montoya, none except for Iris. The truth about Estela’s birth might just be out there… but will it heal her aching heart or only fuel her grief?

Confession Time (F!MC x Estela) The truth of Taylor’s identity hit her like a train… and when you’re stuck on a small island, a secret that big can’t be kept forever.

When the Walls Fall Down (F!MC x Estela) Letting her guard down doesn’t come easy to Estela; even with Rourke gone and no battles to be won, she has something she can’t bear to risk– Taylor. But Taylor may just be the key to Estela letting herself truly relax… and maybe even find the peace she’s always been missing.

Valentine’s Day (F!MC x Estela, plus little snippets of other couplings) Basically fluff. So. Much. Fluff. Several clouds, baby pomeranians and marshmallows may have lost their lives during the making of this fluff-fest. Just a great big chronicle of Taylor and Estela’s first Valentine’s Day together.

Kinda Like Dancing (F!MC x Estela) Just a short fluff piece! A bit of flirty sparring between lovers.

Scar (F!MC x Estela) A little short thing. Estela opens up to Taylor about the scar over her eye.

“It’s his favourite movie…” (F!MC x Estela) Recalling a most intriguing creation of Rourke’s from the Endless’ memories, what kind of friend would Taylor be if she didn’t indulge Diego in some well-intentioned Freaky Friday shenanigans?

Feelin’ 22 (F!MC x Estela) It’s Estela’s birthday! I’m not about to let June go by without giving her a birthday party, am I?

Like You Love Me (Quinn x Michelle) Clinging together at the end of the world, Michelle and Quinn’s friendship may just be blossoming into something more.

First and Only– A La Huerta Christmas (F!MC x Estela) Taylor had pledged to give her life for the saving of the world, and time with her friends in their La Huerta home is running out. It’s her first Christmas Eve, and if Vaanu’s prediction is to come to fruition… her last. It may be more than she and Estela can bear.

Endless Ending, multi-chapter: ‘Broken Chains’

The weight of the world on one person’s shoulders… a burden like that can only be held for so long.

Broken Chains: End of Paradise (F!MC x Estela)

Broken Chains (2): A Year and a Day (F!MC x Estela, Quinn x Michelle)

Broken Chains (3): Revival (F!MC x Estela, Quinn x Michelle)

Broken Chains (4): On a Knife Edge (F!MC x Estela)

Broken Chains (5): Through the Fog (F!MC x Estela)

Broken Chains (6): Awakening (F!MC x Estela, Quinn x Michelle)

Broken Chains (7): Unbound (F!MC x Estela)

Broken Chains (8): Epilogue (F!MC x Estela)

One-shots taking place after my main Endless ending story, ‘Broken Chains’.

Home, Sweet Home (F!MC x Estela) Estela is returning home to her tio in San Trobida at last, bringing Taylor and Jake along with her. For Taylor, it is the beginning of a search for belonging outside of the only world she’s ever known.

Roots (F!MC x Estela) Follow on from ‘Home, Sweet Home’. Taylor is adjusting to a life beyond La Huerta, and seeing for the first time what she’s really missing.

What Comes Next (Michelle x Quinn) Just a short piece that took WAY too long. Michelle and Quinn are adjusting to life after La Huerta.

Inheritance (F!MC x Estela) The ghosts of Estela’s past follow her as she tries to move on and begin a new life with Taylor- now freed from Vaanu and living with her in a restored San Trobida. With Rourke’s legacy to be dealt with, she won’t be able to outrun her demons for much longer.

Date Night (F!MC x Estela) Taylor and Estela are embarking on a new phase of their life… preparing to take on college, together. It’s a chance to give dating a try; a luxury the dangers of La Huerta never afforded them. It might be outside her wheelhouse, but Estela can definitely do the whole romance thing.

Clarity (F!MC x Estela) A future is something Estela never thought she’d ever need to muse upon; her purpose was to destroy Everett Rourke, and nothing else. But thanks to her friends, to her beloved Taylor, she’s found herself staring down the barrel of the great unknown; a peaceful life. All of a sudden; the path is clear to her.

Pride (Diego x Varyyn) Surrounded by a barrier of friends, Varyyn joins Diego as they march in their very first Pride parade.

When the Fight is Over (Estela) A family scare brings Estela back to San Trobida to tend to her tio. Her first time back home without Taylor to offer support threatens to disturb old wounds. Please read ‘Scar’ first, for context.

A Proposal (F!MC x Estela) Taylor has a very important question to put to Estela… that is, if she can summon the perfect romantic scenario and the right words to sweep her lover off her feet. Should be easy, right?

A Wedding (F!MC x Estela) A follow up to ‘A Proposal’; Taylor and Estela legally tie the knot… and look to peaceful future.

Livita (F!MC x Estela) Freed from Vaanu, Taylor has been building a life with her soulmate… but their family remains not quite complete.

Teething Problems: Part One (F!MC x Estela) Taylor and Estela adjust to motherhood, as the arrival of baby Liv throws fears and insecurities to light.

Teething Problems: Part Two

Milestones and Memories (F!MC x Estela) Snippets of a life on La Huerta and beyond, the trials of a world collapsing around them now far in the past. And Taylor and Estela have company on this road they travel… their little girl, Liv.

A New Family Christmas (F!MC x Estela) It’s baby Liv’s first Christmas, and just the beginning of many happy festive seasons she’ll spend bringing joy to her mamas. Basically, a whole lot of fluff, so brace yourself.

Mutual Comfort (F!MC x Estela) Estela’s been back home to San Trobida many times before, but with daughter Liv growing up before her eyes, her own childhood won’t leave her be. Kiddie-Estela flashbacks ahead!

All That Matters (F!MC x Estela) Another collection of snippets into the life of the family Taylor and Estela built with their cherished daughter, Liv. A scare brings precious memories flooding back, reminders of what’s most important in life- the times shared together.

‘From the Stars’ is my three-part take on the resolution of the Vaanu ending.

Five years have passed since the events that saw Taylor hurtled to another world in a heartfelt sacrifice for her friends; healing time and reuniting them with their families. But how much moving on has been done, and how long can Taylor carry on so far from home?

From the Stars (1): Forever is a Long and Lonely Time (F!MC x Estela)

From the Stars (2): Come Find Me (F!MC x Estela)

From the Stars (3): With My Heart (F!MC x Estela)

Miscellaneous ES Drabbles,One-shots, and Headcanons

Her Weakness (F!MC x Estela)

In the Shadow of the Storm (F!MC x Estela)

Fluffy Headcanons (F!MC x Estela)

Tio Abuelo

Rourke Ending (listed chronologically):

New Year’s Kiss (F!MC x Estela)

Rekindling (F!MC x Estela) … direct follow up to NYK… read that one first

Back to Reality (F!MC x Estela)

Things That Go Bump in the Night (F!MC x Estela)

Like Old Times (F!MC x Estela)

#long post #'ere it is #all my endless summer crap #choices wlw #playchoices #endless summer #es fanfiction

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iheartsunset · 4 years

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Papa Louie Prudence HCs

(Nobody asked for these, but I gotta show love to my 8 year long favorite character)

Edit 9/23/20: Sorry I didn’t realize Pickles was a girl, last time I’ll ever listen to the forum lmao anyways I’m about to fail a test tomorrow even though I’ve studied nonstop, but that’s probably just how science goes

-Prudence Carmichael-Wagner is 22 years old and lives in a fabulously rose colored loft in Tastyville. She doesn’t plan to leave her job at the Pancakeria any time soon, but she is studying hard to become a veterinarian. She is the half sister of the famous Rudy Diamond; the daughter of Arugula Bank’s owner, Anselm Wagner; and his ex-wife, Lola Carmichael, the headmaster of Eclair Academy. Prudence has a strained relationship with her emotionally manipulative parents who care more about her achievements than her wellbeing and tried to avoid them whenever she can. Prudence’s mother loves dropping by her loft unannounced, which makes Prudence upset and anxious.

-Prudence can mostly be described as a kindhearted socialite with a strange obsession with the color pink. She is very hospitable and doting on everyone around her, making her seem like more of a mother/older sister figure. She also carries assorted sweets and mints in her purse for both emergency consumption and to cheer up anyone who’s sad. Prudence does also have a habit of panicking at first under pressure, but has learned to adapt very quickly. Prudence also loves to volunteer and help those less fortunate than her. But call her a dumb blonde and we’ll see how many teeth you have left afterwards (as a result of either her purse or Rudy’s fist).

-Her and Rudy were born on the same day only a few hours apart. Many people joked that the two were twins due to their shared birthday, blonde hair, blue eyes, and close relationship. However, she didn’t know that her father and Rudy’s mother, Carla, (his chief financial officer) had an affair that led to Rudy being born. After this was found out by Lola, Carla’s reputation was ruined and she relocated with Rudy to Powder Point, much to Prudence’s dismay. After reuniting years later when the Cheeseria opened, the two found out about the affair and realized they were siblings. They share a close bond now, but still have terrible relationships with their parents.

-As previously stated in Cooper’s headcanons, she is in a polyamorous relationship with him and Taylor. She met Taylor at their shared night school and met Cooper at their shared workplace. While her feelings for either of them weren’t very strong, Taylor’s heartfelt confession made her fall for both of them hard, thus starting the third most wholesome relationships in Flipline’s history (Penny and Alberto have the top spot filled and second place is definitely Olga and Edoardo). She loves to buy them roses or chocolates and see how flustered they both get when they’re delivered. Prudence’s parents definitely don’t approve of this relationship, but she actually doesn’t care this time.

-She and Trishna’s parents were very close in business growing up, so they both quickly became best friends, along with Rudy. She is three years younger than them and is still stuck attending high school. While Trishna isn’t too close to Rudy anymore, she and Prudence still hang out and text all the time. If Trishna is somewhere, then Prudence is probably nearby or at least on the phone with her. Trishna also offers Prudence discounts at Fashion Flambé, but Prudence always declines saying that it feels weird to not pay the full price if she didn’t have any coupons.

-Prudence was given Pickles as a gift from her father. However, he said that she could only keep the dog if she would have good grades and continued with being a debutante, meaning most of her effort was for Pickles’ sake. When she earned a C on a test, Pickles was almost taken to the pound, but she quickly entered them in a dog show to make up for her “mistakes”. The dog show started out as sort of survival, but Prudence continued doing it since she and Pickles actually enjoyed it.

-She and Trishna both attended Croquembouche Preparatory Academy along with Alberto, Penny, Joy, Roy, and Mindy. Prudence was notably crowned prom queen her junior year, all around tennis and cheer star, student body president her senior year, and salutatorian. She also joined multiple clubs. Unbeknownst to her classmates, having to keep up with these high expectations from her family and teachers almost broke her from the stress. However, a pep talk from Vicky allowed Prudence to drop many clubs and sports and take it easier in school, much to her parents’ dismay.

-Allan has thought that Prudence would play a very good Sandy, but Prudence can’t really sing well. She would, however, make for a good Elle Woods (as in the movie version) or any kickass Barbie protagonist (which is all of them, I stan Barbie). Prudence can dance amazingly, but she just doesn’t fit Cha Cha’s sassiness and overall nastiness. She’s a great cheerleader, so she’s a good fit for Patty Simcox, but then again Patty also sucks, so looks like Prudence is just a background dancer.

-She thinks of Johnny as her father, Hank as he other father, and Vicky as her mother. She also considers Trishna, Scarlett, Utah, Clover, Nevada, and Mindy her sisters. Chuck, Marty, and Greg are her brother figures. Rudy is also thought of as her brother, but he’s also her actual brother, so it’s actually very accurate.

-If you smell pickles on the bus, it’s because Prudence opened her big ass jar of them and started eating it. I personally hate pickles, especially when people eat them on some sort of vehicle. Sure you can eat pickles ain’t nothing wrong with that, but I’m not tryna smell pickles when I’m trying to get to school.

-Prudence is a master at fashion and makeup. However, she mostly wears simple cropped shirts and jeans everywhere for comfort. Her only standout accessories are her purse (since she carried Pickles in it) and her bow (she had to find some way to be twinsies with pickles, and she wasn’t wearing no dang collar).

-She and Maggie are both queens and often converse about how to maximize their joint slay. They also love finding examples to disprove the dumb blonde stereotype.

-She likes to get the good dog food for Pickles, but she sometimes gives her some pickles or vanilla ice cream. Cooper and Taylor spoil her with other types of human food when she’s away, though. Not chocolate or any of that kinda stuff though.

-Prudence likes to sit in the stands and drunkenly cheer really loudly for Cooper and Taylor, which actually encourages them even more. Dang they’re just all so cute together like aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

-She basically lives at the mall and salon, earning her closer relationships with their workers. She and Kaleb like to drink tangerine pop together and she always gossips with either Mindy or Vicky. Sometimes she takes Cooper and Taylor to get their nails done together. Taylor prefers his nails in ultramarine with white flowers while Cooper likes a classic French manicure better.

-Rudy can’t dress for shit and neither can Johnny, so she tries to help them both out together outfits better. They’re very close to her, but none of them take her advice and she is very sad. She hates flannel, but whatever makes him happy, she guesses.

-My favorite girl and has been for most of my life. I love her so much.

#flipline studios #papa louie #flipline #my hcs #prudence #prudence’s parents suck #prudence and rudy are siblings #i love i love i love her #prudence is barbie now #distinguished bi prudence

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quantumlasange · 3 years

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A more refined and accurate version of my top 50 Albums of all time in no real order. This time I’m gonna go into some more detail for my choices. So if you wanna read that it’ll be after the line break.

1. Graceland - Paul Simon. This is the only album I have on CD, Cassette and Vinyl. It’s honestly a perfect album. I don’t really like ‘That Was Your Mother’ on it’s own but when hearing it as part of the album it’s great.

2. Abbey Road - The Beatles. My favorite Beatles album and I love how the B-side is knows as The Abbey Road Medley. It also has Ringo’s only Drum Solo in the entire Beatles catalog and we all know Ringo is the best Beatle. I have it on Vinyl.

3. In Step - Stevie Ray Vaughan and Double Trouble. Stevie Ray Vaughan is by far my favorite guitarist of all time. Every track on this album kicks ass and he put his heart and soul into every note he played. I have it on Vinyl.

4. Brothers In Arms - Dire Straits. Over all a great little rock album. I find a lot of the songs to be comforting in their own way, like “So Far Away” and “Brothers In Arms” are very comforting to me. I have it on Vinyl.

5. Winelight - Grover Washington Jr. By God this album is fucking Sexy, like holy shit. This is a more recent listen but I was missing out just listening to “Just the Two of Us” (Featuring Vocals by Bill Withers).

6. Watching You Watching Me - Bill Withers. Nelson George said that this album was I quote "full of little pleasures" and he’s damned right. There is not a single song on this album I don’t like, by far my favorite R&B album of all time. I have it on Vinyl.

7. Future Development - Del the Funky Homosapien. My favorite Hip Hop/Rap album ever. Del’s flows and rhymes are on point throughout the whole album.

8. Spontaneous Inventions - Bobby McFerrin. A live album that you wouldn’t think was live since there’s little to no crowd noise. A great Vocal Jazz album showcasing how Bobby McFerrin can use his voice as an instrument all it’s own. I have it on Vinyl.

9. Squeeze Box: The Complete Works of "Weird Al" Yankovic. This is kinda cheating since it’s a Box Set of every album Weird Al made and an extra album with unreleased stuff. But I can’t choose just one Weird Al album so this will have to do.

10. The Wall - Pink Floyd. This whole Album really resonates with me and helped me understand my depression after I dropped out of college. It really has a place in my life. I have it on Vinyl.

11. Kilimanjaro - The Rippingtons. A fantastic Smooth Jazz / Jazz Fusion album. I really like Jazz Fusion and this is a great example of it. I have it on Vinyl.

12. Dreamland - Black Box. An Italo house/Eurodance album that’s my favorite in the whole house genre. Some great dance tracks on this. I have it on Vinyl.

13. Tourist in Paradise - The Rippingtons. This album came out right after Kilimanjaro and is another great example of Smooth Jazz Fusion. I have it on Vinyl.

14. Teddy Pendergrass - Teddy Pendergrass. His debut solo album and a fantastic piece of R&B. It also has the greatest break-up song ever “I Don’t Love You Anymore”. I have it on Vinyl.

15. S.O.S - The S.O.S Band. Their first album, a disco album that came out in 1980 after disco died in the USA. Was really big in Nighclubs and is a good album aside from "S.O.S. (Reprise)" which just sucks. I have it on Vinyl.

16. Purple Rain - Prince. This album is great. The guitar solo on “Purple Rain” is so good it could bring peace to the world. I have it on Vinyl.

17. Feels So Good - Chuck Mangione. A fantastic Smooth Jazz / Easy Listning. album "Hide and Seek (Ready or Not Here I Come)", “Feels So Good” and "The XIth Commandment" are just outstanding. I have it on Vinyl.

18. Elementary - Wah Wah Watson. Melvin M. Ragin’s only solo album. This is pure Jazz Funk at it’s best. I’ve used this album cover as an Icon online for years, I love it. I have it on Vinyl.

19. Rumours - Feetwood Mac. There’s only one track on this album that I don’t like and it’s "Oh Daddy”. I feel like that song just brings the whole album down emotionally. Other wise this albums pretty damn good. I have it on Vinyl.

20. Deltron 3030 - Deltron 3030. Del the Funky Homosapien, producer Dan the Automator, and DJ Kid Koala made a fantastic Hip-Hop/Rap opera Concept album. The story of a city in the dystopian year of 3030.

21. Kisses on The Bottom - Paul McCartney. I caught this at like 2am on PBS' Great Performances one night in like 2013 maybe 2014 and fell in love with it. It’s mainly songs Paul McCartney grew up listening to and he wrote 2 songs in that style and it’s great.

22. Listen to the Scatman - “Scatman” John Larkin. Did you know that Scatman John was a legit Jazz Piano player? This album is just full of fantastic jazz and one kinda out of place dance song.

23. Loop Daddy II - Marc Rebillet. Sure this is more of an EP but I put a whole Box Set on the list so shut up. Every song is a pure sexy dance groove. I love it.

24. Places and Spaces - Donald Byrd. This is 100% Pure Trumpet Jazz-Funk. This album fucking slaps hardcore. The way Donald Byrd plays the trumpet and flugelhorn is magical.

25. Whenever You Need Somebody - Rick Astley. Not only does this album have the Meme hit "Never Gonna Give You Up" it has a very heartfelt version of "When I Fall in Love". Every song is a mad banger. I have it on Vinyl.

26. Mint Jams - Casiopea. Casiopea makes some great Japanese Jazz Funk Fusion and this is by far their best album. I love me some Jazz Funk Fusion and some of the best stuff came out of Japan in the 80′s.

27. Hi-Five Soup - The Aquabats. A great New Wave album that kids will enjoy. The Aquabats got more child friendly since they got a kids TV show but this album does have my boy Strong Bad on it. I have it on CD

28. Myths, Legends and Other Amazing Adventures, Vol. 2 - The Aquabats. An earlier Aquabats album since it’s a bunch of unreleased stuff and B-sides. “Pizza Day” speaks to my soul. I have it on CD

29. The Dance - Dave Koz. One of the first Smooth Jazz albums I ever listened to, it really helped me get into Smooth Jazz which lead me to my love of the Smooth Jazz and Jazz-Fusion. I have it on CD

30. The Corner Grocery Store - Raffi. This is an album form my childhood. I still have my VHS bootleg of Raffi on Broadway from when I was a kid. This album has my favorite song sung by Raffi, “Anansi”.

31. Led Zeppelin 2 - Led Zeppelin. My favorite Zepplin album. “Moby Dick” is my favorite song off the album even if it’s just a big ass drum solo. I have it on Vinyl.

32. Darkside of The Moon - Pink Floyd. This is what I consider to be Pink Floyd’s most Jazz-Rock-Fusion oriented album. The whole albums flows together into a great soundscape. I have is on Vinyl.

33. Random Access Memories - Daft Punk. I find this to be a concept album about how Daft Punk is a pair of Robots. Part of it seems like that with the album title being a close reference to Random Access Memory aka RAM and the song title "Motherboard". A lot of the lyrics in the album make me think it has some kind of concept but that’s just me. I have this on CD

34. Thriller 25 Super Deluxe Edition - Michael Jackson. This was the first CD I remember buying with my own money I got it at FYE. I only really listened to the songs that originally came on Thriller and not the new 2008 versions of the songs.

35. Can’t Get Enough - Barry White. This album is sexy as fuck, god be damned if you listen to this and not get turned on even slightly.

36. Larry Carlton Plays the Sound of Philadelphia. This is a great full of classic Philadelphia R&B as preformed by legendary session guitarist Larry Carton. He plays all the songs in a very Jazz like style that I just love.

37. Pure Pure - Moe Shop. A fantastic little Dance/Electronic EP. I like to call it a Future Funk EP but it’s in that vain of Vaporwave and Future Funk which are both good genres.

38. The Soundtrack to Mulan. Mulan is my favorite Disney animated movie so of course the soundtrack is on my list. I have this on cassette and it’s one of the two tapes I always listen to on long walks.

39. Every Breath You Take: The Singles - The Police. This is my other go-to cassette to listen to on long walks. This is basically the greatest hits of The Police but it’s fantastic.

40. Head Hunters - Herbie Hancock. I told you I liked Jazz-Funk Fusion right? This is perfect example of the genre made by the fantastic Jazz pianist and composer Herbie Hancock.

41. Marcos Valle - Marcos Valle (1983) Marcos Valle released a self titled album in 1970 according to Wikipedia, but I’m talking about the one from 1983. A great Brazilian Disco/Dance Bossa Nova Samba mix album with some great dance-able tunes.

42. Homestar Runner Original Soundtrack Volume 1 (Songs, Background Music, Jingles, and Worse).

43. Homestar Runner Original Soundtrack Volume 2 (Songs, Background Music, Jingles, and Worse) .

44. Homestar Runner Original Soundtrack Volume 3 (Songs, Background Music, Jingles, and Worse) . If I could have all 3 volumes in the "HSR OST Full-On!" playlist from they would all be one entry leaving me a bit more room to play with. Plus the fact that Volume 4, a Limozeen album, a Sloshy album and a Videlectrix album are all planed for release it would help to just bundle all the Homestar Runner music together.

45. Strong Bad Sings (and Other Type Hits). This is the more “Legit” Homestar Runner Music. I love Homestar Runner and was even featured in the 2018 Fan Costumes video so technically in a way I’m part of the Homestar Runner Cannon.

46. Fallout: New Vegas OST. My favorite Fallout game and I’d be amiss if I didn’t add the soundtrack to my list. One of my favorite games of all time even if I rarely play it.

47. Dinosaur Dracula’s Halloween & Christmas Jukebox. This is another one of those kinda cheating options since it’s two mix-tape type things. If I want to get in the Halloween or Christmas Spirit I can turn one of these Jukebox’s on and not have to worry about searching for mood music. With 100+ songs on each Jukebox I’m guaranteed good music.

48. 3 Hours of Relaxing Super Nintendo Music 1 & 2 - SNES Drunk. This is the music I turn on if I need some chill background noise or need something to fall asleep to. With a total of 6 hours of relaxing music I’m sure to fall asleep or just relax.

49. Xerf's Jazz/Fusion Mixes. So far there are 5 volumes of Japanese Jazz Fusion and like I said I like Jazz Fusion, espicaly Japanese Jazz Fusion.

50. Xerf's Jpop/AOR Mixes. There are thechinly 8 Volumes but volume 3 is just not there probbably due to copywrite. These mixes are more City Pop and older Japanese Pop, Adult-oriented rock, Funk that kinda stuff.

#top 50 #this time it's better #read more #Long Read #music

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dulcetgames · 4 years

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Hello~ I’m still vacillating between putting my girl Brynn with Tegan or Axel, so I’d finally like to settle that debate because I believe she’d suit them in different ways, and I love them both very much! (...)

So, Brynn is in the Fine Arts department for creative writing and poetry, and she loves to read and write (and watch movies and cartoons and anime within) the fantasy, or supernatural genres in either historical or modern settings. She loves listening to many types of music, though rock, alternative, classical and new age tend to inspire her writing the most so by default, that’s what she ends up listening to the most. Though she likes pop, j-pop, j-rock, metal, indie, game/movie/tv soundtracks, and musicals too, she’s always open to listening to new things! She also really enjoys photography and would love to travel the world one day, baking, cosplaying, playing story-driven RPGs or dance games, and binge-watching fiction shows but also things like Great British Bake-Off and other food shows.

As a person, she’s loyal, honest, patient, and pretty openly affectionate even to her friends, though she’ll be sure to tailor it to each individual comfort-level. (Quick hugs, long hugs, is not afraid to shout ‘I love you’ from across the hall.) She’s also very receptive to many types of humour and is steadfast and reliable in standing up for herself, her friends, and her own beliefs. Be aware SHE IS A CUDDLE MONSTER, she loves hugs. Though she is an ambivert and is just as happy to go out and party as she is to stay in and have a quiet evening with a book or have a junk food and movie or video game night she is just the happiest and most relaxed bean when she and her partner have time for a long cuddle session. Best way to recharge her batteries. If they happen to fall asleep like that, even better because these kids don’t get enough sleep!!

When she’s with someone she’ll go out of her way to try to spend extra time together whether it’s doing homework together, studying, or she’s working on her writing and is in her own little world while they’re doing something else. They all have busy lives so even if they’re not on a date or relaxing she’s happy just being in the same room as them and having them near. Brynn will also send them things that remind her of them or something to make them laugh or smile whether it’s a meme, a cute animal video, or something relevant to her partner’s interests that she think they’d like. She’ll also love to write heartfelt love-letters or cheesy-and-cute poetry for her significant other, but wouldn’t show them right away. Instead, she’d save them for a time when her partner is having a bad day or feeling down on themselves and give/send/or read it out loud to them as a pick-me-up and to remind them why she loves them. And then they can keep them for later to look back on when they need a reminder and she’s not readily available to give it to them. So for her primary love languages, if I had to pick two, would be quality time and words of affirmation. (I decided to leave physical touch off because she’s physically affectionate with her friends too if they let her, so that wouldn’t be something that you’d use to distinguish if she has romantic feelings for someone or not. Also she’s not a sexual person cause she’s hella ace.)

Anyway, thank you so much for taking the time for doing this, and reading through this long blurb whenever you get around to doing it. Keep being awesome!!

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Why?

Axel is all about loyalty and just like you, he’s all about having quality time with his s/o. He doesn’t care if it’s something fancy or you two just staying at the dorm watching a movie. As long he can spend time with you, that’s all it matters.

Being always on the public’s eye, Axel can’t always grant you outdoors dates or lots of time with you because of his work. He doesn’t want his fans or media to attack you. However, he will always be there for you when you really need him, and won’t shy away from giving you his full attention. He knows exactly what to say to make you feel loved.

Also, between the two of us? You make his heart fluster whenever you create/send him something with him in mind. Seriously, forget the fancy stuff. Those are cool but the real feelings behind everything is what melts this reserved rockstar’s heart.

Alternates

Tegan: Being the cute dork we all love, Tegan will totally vibe with you. That is,after you two pass the awkward moment where Tegan will blush like mad whenever you decide to crush him on a hug and being all affectionate with him. There’s only so much his heart can handle each day.

Neha: Even if a couple of your interests don’t match, Neha and you could work very well too! Both teaching each other new things and broadening each other’s perspectives while embracing the similar tastes. Your affection may take her by surprise at first but, she can’t deny that she loves it, even if she tries to act normal.

#matchup mondays #submission

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